“It would be a shame for you to miss New York in the Spring.”~ Tom Hanks as ‘Joe Fox’ in “You’ve Got Mail” [1998]
Well, this isn’t Spring, its Summer. And this definitely isn’t New York either. Thus, there really isn’t anything out there that I would consider that I would be “missing”.
But I think that irony is a funny thing as I am sick. It is early August, and this is commonly the hottest month out of the year, and I’m sick. How does that happen??????
So now I am sort of confined to the ceiling fan going full blast, three oscillating fans blowing, and the air conditioner doing its job. Meanwhile, I cannot seem to be able to feel any better.
Sufficed to say that it is not heat stroke or heat exhaustion or anything of that nature. I just simply lack the fortitude and desire to want to do anything in this heat. And then I found my own body temperature almost as hot as the air temperature outside. Well, not quite THAT high, but high enough to be called a fever.
I’m just a rolling mess I guess you could say. But at least my mess does not require me to go and venture outside in this heat any more. I did my errands before it reached 99°F today. And was glad that I did. One must do what they must do.
After that, I’ve had a few comforting phone calls from friends. Great times. I love the diversions and distractions of the pitfalls of life when I am able to speak to them. But other than that, the day just went downhill and I am just surprised at my own self for coming to the realization that it is the Summer, and I am sick?
Doesn’t this crap normally happen during the later months of the calendar year? Perhaps Spring as Joe Fox had put it in “You’ve Got Mail”?? I don’t know. It’s a wild sensation. Nothing enjoyable no doubt.
My guess is that it has something internal going on that is making me feel like the crud. I’m just waiting for someone to steam roll me over and then shove me in a closet. But I don’t suppose that I will be so lucky.
Nevertheless, being sick in general is never much fun at all. Our bodies adjusting to the weird and wonky things that really give our immune system a battle. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose. I suppose that I could say that I lost this round.
People here are generally grumpy from the record setting heat. But it is almost everywhere else in the country. NOT just the south. I cannot speak for much of the country but our own heat records for the year are being shattered almost continuously for the past two months straight. When the meterologist on the local weather report are cracking open the Weather Almanacs, you know there’s something to be paying attention to because this heat is so dangerous. Records this year are being broken that were only set back in 2009, and again in 2007. Anything more that is still a standing record goes all the way back to the 1920’s. And this heat is punching forward to shatter those as well.
I am happy to say that I am staying hydrated. My bladder can testify to that. And I’m not outside a whole lot. Or should I say- that I haven’t been. Especially not today since 10:45 this morning. But my point is that I am doing very well with hydration.
Still my body and my moods suffers today. And there really isn’t much that I can think of that would make me so miserable, but here I am…. trying to get my temperature down and drinking so much damned fluids.
So as I sit in the dark, as the sun begins to set as I finish this blog post and realize the temperature is STILL at 100°F, I roll my eyes and just wanna curl up into a ball. Let’s hope that tomorrow becomes better for me (even though the weather will not as it is predicted to be even worse and possibly the HOTTEST day of the year!), and that future blog posts will have more to it than just blather.
Thanks for hanging in there, oh Disciples of Dambreaker.
Dambreaker 