The Winter Of Our Discontent

I've been sick a lot this winter. It sucks.

I feel like I'm finally at the tail end of it, thanks to a 21 day course of antibiotics. I don't like taking antibiotics, just as I don't like taking any medications. But I must say, God bless antibiotics. I can't imagine suffering for weeks or months while my body fights an infection by itself. Or succumbs to one, as 100 years ago could've easily been the case.

Needless to say, I haven't been exercising like I should. This compounds the ickiness. Just this week I've started back up and oy. Sore much?

The longer, warmer days help a lot. Last weekend was very warm and I worked in the garden. Way too early to do any actual gardening, but it was warm enough to start clearing out the pine needles. It's cold this weekend after a little snow, but the sun is out and that always helps, no matter the temperature.

Both of our mothers have been in the hospital the past few months. Don's mom with her emphysema and mine with her colon cancer. I think these things put hidden stress on you. With either parent, there's nothing we can do. Don's mom will die from her emphysema, it's just a question of time. My mom is recovered from her surgeries, but I'm in another state and the burden fell to Becky and Richard. So either way, I feel helpless.

Just under two weeks until the Vernal Equinox. I look forward to the summer made glorious.