Recall a time you were sick as a child.
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Showing posts with label illness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illness. Show all posts
Thursday, June 4, 2009
One-Minute Writer - Illness
Today's One-Minute Writing Prompt: Illness
Recall a time you were sick as a child.
I recall a time when I was 7 or 8 years old and I had a horrible earache. It was Thanksgiving 1969 or 1970 and I was laying in a chair at my Granny Devine's house with my left ear on a heating pad. All day, I remember chewing little orange aspirins and having Mom and Granny take turns dropping sweet oil drops in my ear. I felt so bad I could hardly eat any Thanksgiving turkey or gravy - I have to be really sick to not feel like eating! But I got to drink Sprite cola all day for hydration - back then, I only got soft drinks on a special occasion.
Recall a time you were sick as a child.
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Saturday, January 17, 2009
Illness or Depression

Still feeling under the weather - stomach bug is kicking my ass ...
Or maybe it's depression, knowing my hubby is leaving this afternoon for Washington D.C.? He is covering the Presidential Inauguration for the local television station where he works. He won't be back home until late on Wednesday ... bummer!
Friday, October 17, 2008
Under the Weather

I have been waiting for the first cool days of autumn for many long months now. When the weather changed Wednesday night, I was so happy! I am just not a hot weather person and I've been looking forward to working in the gardens again and enjoying the fresh air.
That being said, I now have my first cold of the season and I have no one to blame but myself. I made the BIG mistake of sleeping in front of a open window with the fan still blowing on me and viola` - now I'm sick and I can't even enjoy the cooler weather.
Like my granny always said, "Be careful what you wish for!" Hopefully by Monday, I'll be back up to snuff.
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