Flu Season

I’m feeling a certain sense of accomplishment that I’ve been itching to write about for the last few days. I came down with the flu last week, yes, of course it was miserable, blah, blah, blah. That isn’t what this is about. The sense of accomplishment comes from the sense that I did not want anyone around me while I was sick. I don’t think this is new, but I realized that it is now a pattern, or the norm for what I need when I am painfully ill. The need for someone to hear my moans of agony is just not there. The need to describe my horrible symptoms in great detail, is just not there. That old idiom about misery and its need for company, doesn’t seem to apply to me anymore. I’m proud of this. This is progress over my younger days when I felt like I NEEDED my “sig.oth” to be around for practically everything. Honestly, I don’t remember if I used to be needy, expectant, or demanding while sick, but these days, I’m fine going out to buy my own soup, and my own medicine, and that I may, and most likely will, say no to offers of help or visits from friends.

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