Patterns

Is it my imagination are am I getting ill more often? I am on the eve of returning to work after missing two days of work and one day of my weekend. I think I struggled with kidney or bladder infection and some sort of GI track infraction; either way I missed work and I hate to miss work. This bout of illness was not bad as they go, no deceased love one in the corner waiting to escort me back to the rest of the family, to blue shimmering veils or points of light. I just felt punk, had a fever and generally acted sick.
I did not go to the doctor though—which I strongly suggested to Frank at the office I would—when I called to report I was not coming in on Monday morning. Frank always gets to the office at 6:30 a.m. Then this morning when I called and indicating I was not coming in he dutifully asked if I had gone into the doc’s when I had to reply I did not. It bugged , a little, I should have gone in to the doc but I didn’t. I was too tired to drag my sorry ass out of bed, shower and shave and get into INSTACARE. I knew I was feeling better I just needed another day to rest up and build my strength back. Anyway Frank just cares I know that even if Frank has a new(to him) big red truck.

What has occurred to me as I lay in bed pondering my life was did I not get sick just previous to holiday weekend , like this one? I wonder if I am establishing some sort of a pattern, taking off a few days before the actual holiday, not like the days off will stretch the holiday coming up but something seems to be happening. But maybe its just dumb luck either way I don’t like it not one bit.

So I am back, but behind, I have a bunch of birthdays coming up and once again, I am late getting out cards and presents, I have a broadcast the end of this work week and a lot of catching up to do on the outside as it looks as if Spring may Hve finally gotten a hold on the Salt Lake Valley.