These last several weeks have been exhausting. I thought it was because of all the things I'd been doing; perhaps I was coming down from the "high" I felt from all my docent training work. I thought I was getting seasonal allergies. Still, I wasn't able to do more than the simplest of tasks. The 103 temperature I suddenly got told me why; I had pneumonia.
Now I'm in recovery mode. I'm on super-nuclear antibiotics. All my energy is being diverted into getting well and I am unexpectedly fatigued. Still I am thankful that my body is normally very strong.
I've been restricted to stay home and do nothing, to move at a snail's pace, and thank heavens for that. So I've been watching the rain fall,
the spring flowers grow in hidden nooks in the garden, and
Harvey roll in the fresh grass,
all under the vigilant eye of Bella, who has refused to leave my side.
Hopefully I'll have energy for art and my docent responsibilities soon.