Memorial Day Weekend in Door County, Wisconsin… just the sound of it brings enchanted, sunny, warm, leaf-doppled memories of years gone by. This is a splendid and perfect weekend. It is the doorway to happy, joyous summer.

For everyone else. Because I am flat on my back in bed, sicker than a freakin’ dog with a cold the size of Montana, doing my best to hack up a lung through my clogged and irritated little windpipe, watching the sun bathe the rich luxurious grass carpeting the ground in warm, golden light.

I have been in this bed since Monday. Monday!! It is now Saturday. >:(

Truly, I do not remember being this sick since winter ’03 when I had pneumonia … that was pretty grim. And the pneumonia was only outdone by July ’95 in Tomahawk, at summer camp. I should have been in the hospital for that one.

I’ve been so tired, in pain, and feeling awful that I haven’t even had the energy (or desire) to crack open the laptop and screw around online. It was so easier to just lay here with my eyes closed and not think. Or lay here with my eyes open and not think. Just all quiet. No effort. My body was working too hard just to breathe, to make it to the next minute.

Thanks to some Claritin I found that expired 3.5 years ago :) and a rediscovered vaporizer, I am crawling back to the land of the living. Please bear with me! I will be back in the saddle just as quickly as possible.

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