I got a little sinus thing the week before Christmas. By the time I went home (Thursday, the 22nd) it was on the wane. I had a good ten days at home but near the end of my trip it was coming back. When it comes back it always comes back worse. I get these things and get over the worst of it pretty quick but the drainage and cough last forever. I sound like I’m going to cough up a lung. People stay away from me. I’m going to a conference next week where I have to chair a five hour meeting. I’m taking Musinex, Dayquil, Tilonol, nasal spray, sinus irrigation (yuck). I need to be better by next Tuesday.
So yesterday I stayed home. Watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid on AMC. The commercials. When they started they didn’t do commercials. TCM doesn’t have commercials. Why do they? Anyway I watched that then I watched two football games I didn’t care about while napping off and on. A generally miserable day.
Here’s the thing. Every year I get something like this and every year I think this is more than a sinus thing. This is more serious. This time it’s life threatening. Faith goes out window. And I become a whimpering, pitiful, moaning mess of a child. This seems to be a common trait of the male of the species. You women out there. You shouldn’t let us get away with it.
I’m convinced the physical aspects of sickness are not the real problem. Satan uses the physical to attack us on the mental, emotional, and spiritual areas of our lives. Those are the real battlegrounds.