I love the Mamas and the Papas. But I digress (already, in my first sentence... how sad).
Today Ian and Alina and I are all coughing and sniffling and moaning about our tired bodies. I am afraid I'm getting sick. I was so proud of myself for lasting so long, even when so many of my comrades were stricken down. But now here I lie with a runny nose and scratchy throat, stuffy head and watery eyes.
I don't want to get sick here. I don't want to go to a doctor or go to work sick or miss work or take wimpy Japanese medicine. So I am already self-medicating with benadryl by night and sudafed by day. And besides, I am too busy to be sick. And it is entirely too cold to be sick. Thus ends my statement of why I shouldn't get sick. I will submit this to my body and see what it thinks.
So please pray for my tired body. It has been through a lot in these 22 years, so surely it can overcome some pollen in the air. The next thing you know I'll be looking really Japanese, walking around with one of those medical masks. If I do, you can be sure I'll post a picture.
I know many of you are just beginning your work or school week, so I pray that it brings you blessings and fulfillment.
Love you all.