Grateful for Good Health

Feeling so good - I could jump for joy!

We’ve had a stomach bug circulating through our family for the last few days.  Yesterday it was my turn.  It was yucky.  It hurt and I was miserable.  I spent the day on a bean bag watching hour after hour of the A&E version of Pride and Prejudice with Sarah (she was sick too).  Emma would come downstairs and tell me she was hungry and I would groan.  Did I really have to get up?  Once I came upstairs and she had a piece of bread and jam.  I hadn’t cut a piece for her and my first thought was that she’d wielded the big bread knife to cut one for herself.  Instead I found the loaf hacked to pieces with a butter knife lying next to it.  What could I say?  The only thing I really could, “Wow, Emma, you cut yourself some bread.  You’re getting so grown up!” 

Luckily this bug was short lived.  By evening the pains were gone, and I was just left with fatigue.  Today I am full of energy and desire to get things done.  I’m happy to set my house to rights and do the laundry.  I feel so blessed to feel good.  I don’t have to think about my gut or my head.   I just get to concentrate on what needs doing for the ones I love.  I don’t think about my health very often.  I take for granted that I will have the energy and ability to do the things I want to do.  It isn’t until I have a day like yesterday that I really appreciate the gift of a healthy body.