This year's birthday was a bit sad. Not that I wasn't looking forward to my birthday, but of how I sort of got my birthday wish. I normally take leave on my birthday so I don't have to go to work. But this year, my birthday fell on a Sunday, but I still didn't feel like not working on the next Monday. Well, God heard and granted me my wish... he gave me chicken pox 2 days before my birthday!
So I've been indoors for the past 1 and a half weeks, recuperating. The first few days were bad - guess what they say is true about it hitting harder the older you get. I tried my best to refrain from scratching and avoiding all the food that could leave bad scars i.e. soya sauce, eggs, chicken, and anything with the word "bean" or "nut" in it. Which basically left me nothing to eat except fruits and veggies.
I am recuperating well, except for a few stubborn blisters that are taking really long to wither and die. Plus I am trying hard not to peel the scabs prematurely *haha*. Considering that I am doing nothing but rest for 2 weeks, I am... dare I say it... kinda bored?? God strike me dead for not being grateful for the down time. Kinda feel like a caged lion, but I guess it's good. Gives me time to read and unwind, watch tv, eat and just laze around. Kinda hard to have this luxury actually.
Can't wait to get back on my feet 'cos I feel the need to CELEBRATE my birthday. Who cares if it's belated, right? I have much to celebrate about - recovering from the pox, growing a year older and another day to steer my life and live it to the fullest. I have been thinking a lot recently about past events, and though the heart grew heavy, I have to count my blessings for all thatI have and the people I have around me who care.
So happy birthday me, chicken pox and all! :)
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