I somehow managed to make it through my leave, being around lots and lots of people who had some sort of upper respiratory malaise without getting sick.
Until now.
Sore throat. Hacking cough. General ennui. Yecch.
The trip to the Troop Medical Clinic yielded over-the-counter remedies, as I'd expected it would. But at least I went, so now I can say that I did! Now it's just a matter of moving through the powerlessness without adding in more unmanageability than is already present.
A tall order, to be sure! Especially in my case.
I'm grateful that this too shall pass. My friends who go to a lot of AA and Al-Anon (and other 12-Step!) meetings keep telling me that gratitude in the face of adversity, loss, pain, sadness, anger -- powerlessnesses all -- makes a huge difference.
So I'm practicing being satisfied, practicing being grateful.
It's actually not that hard to do, though it seems much easier, most of the time, to give in to just being curmudgeony. So I'm making up gratitude lists as I go along, today.
My boss, who's sharing my CHU for at least a week more, very kindly went to the DFAC and brought me back a sandwich, soda, and chips for lunch.
He dropped the food onto the ground just as he was about to pass over the threshold.
Blessings and peace to one and all,
Fr. Tim, SJ
Until now.
Sore throat. Hacking cough. General ennui. Yecch.
The trip to the Troop Medical Clinic yielded over-the-counter remedies, as I'd expected it would. But at least I went, so now I can say that I did! Now it's just a matter of moving through the powerlessness without adding in more unmanageability than is already present.
A tall order, to be sure! Especially in my case.
I'm grateful that this too shall pass. My friends who go to a lot of AA and Al-Anon (and other 12-Step!) meetings keep telling me that gratitude in the face of adversity, loss, pain, sadness, anger -- powerlessnesses all -- makes a huge difference.
So I'm practicing being satisfied, practicing being grateful.
It's actually not that hard to do, though it seems much easier, most of the time, to give in to just being curmudgeony. So I'm making up gratitude lists as I go along, today.
My boss, who's sharing my CHU for at least a week more, very kindly went to the DFAC and brought me back a sandwich, soda, and chips for lunch.
He dropped the food onto the ground just as he was about to pass over the threshold.
Blessings and peace to one and all,
Fr. Tim, SJ
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