Oh No!

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Hey everyone. I hate to ask for personal prayers but today I am making an exception. That is, if you’re so inclined, of course. I am sick. I try so hard to eat healthy and take care of myself, and I got sick! The worst part is that my throat is so raw that it hurts to talk. If it hurts to talk, there’s no singing! Although to tell the truth, I am also pretty stuffy so even if I could sing it would likely sound really bad.

I will be missing a choir practice today for the first time in over a year. They’re learning the songs for a wedding that is happening this weekend, and if I’m not better by then, I won’t get to sing in the wedding either. Not to mention missing Saturday and Sunday services, which would be so sad. That’s why I am asking for prayers from those of you who do pray. I am hoping that I can be well enough to sing by the time the weekend rolls around and I can get myself up there to sing with the rest of the choir.

I do also hate being sick. When I was young, it was fine. I got to stay home from school. Mama would set me up on the couch with pillows and a blanket and let me stay in my jammies all day. She’d make me tea with honey and give me crackers or toast. We would watch gameshows for hours. I actually kind of looked forward to getting sick. Not just for the time off from school but as a chance to be with Mama without my brothers around. I like them both a lot but they did take a lot of her attention when we were growing up. It I was stuffy at night or I had trouble sleeping, she would rub that menthol gel on me and sing to me. Mama rarely sang otherwise so that was always such a treat.

Now things are different. When I am sick, I try not to go to my parents’ house. I don’t want to get them – or anyone else – sick. But that means that I am usually in my apartment alone. I have to make myself the tea and take care of myself, which is no fun at all. I watch movies all day instead of going to work. My boyfriend came over this time and brought me soup, which was really sweet. I did not want him to stay though. Not just because I didn’t want him to get sick, although I don’t want him to get sick, but for a much more ridiculous reason. I look like a mess and I didn’t want him to see me like that! He was very sweet and told me that I looked adorable even with a cold, isn’t he the best?

Well, I think I had better go take a nap. Hopefully I will feel better when I wake up!