Just as I’m all revved up for a leap back into blogging, wham! Some kind of bug hit me Monday morning bringing along aches, pains, a cotton head and general flu-ishness.
Maybe if I’d taken the flu shot last week as I had intended and blew off for something else, this wouldn’t have happened.
One of the things about getting old is that we’ve had these generic flus enough times that we know what to do. So for me, back to bed, liquids and sleep – I should be fine in two or three days.
Meanwhile. In a phone chat with a friend on Sunday, he (in his early 70s and healthy) said that any kind of event – especially travel – and that’s it for him for the day. Even just two hour trip to his country house? No, he will not be going out to dinner that evening.
Now that he mentions it, I’ve noticed the same phenomenon with me in recent times. Lunch with someone? I want to be quietly at home with myself afterward. Having friends in for dinner? I want to be home alone the next day. Get on an airplane? Nothing else is going to happen after I arrive except sleep at the hotel.
What about you? Can you/do you still handle five or six or more appointments a day?
At The Elder Storytelling Place today, Jeanne Waite Follett: Appreciation