On Wednesday morning, I awoke with a fever and an aching body. Chas sat up beside me, with gloriously knotted bed hair, and began to pat my head with thundering blows. Ford, still asleep, snuggled closer, raking his razor sharp toenails along the back of my leg. I remember searching for a focal point, questioning whether I felt more like puking or finding a hole to crawl in.
It was another bout of mastitis, and I spent the rest of the day in bed, rolled up in layers of flannel and fleece. I am lucky to have a husband who can occasionally work from home, and a good friend who can watch my children while I sleep.
The following day, I recovered enough to make the weekly trip to Costco, babysit and help the neighbors move in. It amazes me, the body’s will to recover when the mind is still feeble. It bounces back with surprising memory, catching us off guard as we try and coordinate our muscles to the impulsive drive to do more.
Yet, despite the quick recovery, the wellspring of creativity has slowed to a trickle; I find myself cleaning toilets and attempting to tighten ship, as if I were ready to set sail. Actually, we are driving to Dallas tomorrow morning, and I need to finish packing our bags. Maybe once the dust settles in the car, on the way to Dallas, I will find the focus I need. I’ll bring a skein of yarn in a lollipop colorway, and coast on autopilot while my brain sorts things out. Knitting is good therapy, like cross training for the brain. I know this much: cleaning the toilets hasn’t really helped much. And Lysol toilet bowl cleaner smells HORRIBLE!!!! I’m getting my money back. yuck. There has to be a greener way to clean toilets.
Toilet bowl cleaner in general sucks–but I really like 7th Generation cleaning products. They don’t have bleach so you actually have to scrub–but they’re not toxic either.
I hope you’re trip to Dallas refreshes you. You have definitely had a really long week of it! I had mastitis once about six months ago–it’s the worst. Hugs!
Oh dear, the spring fever is hitting everywhere. Hope its clearing up — I know the feeling well, knock wood. I like that description of trying to find a focal point when you wake up sick — perfect.
I’ll ditto the 7th Generation stuff –have to clean them more often I think, but definitely less toxic.