I had been
having health problems off and on during the past year and suspected that a low
immune system caused by the various medications I was taking was the culprit. A
month ago it all caught up to me. It was a chore to drive home from the office,
and when I finally did arrive, it was straight to bed. I stayed there for 3
days while my flock gathered, braving the doggies who surrounded me in
protection mode, worrying but not quite
sure how to deal with my refusal to do anything but groan and sleep. My
daughter finally put her foot down and said she would be here early the next
morning to take me to the hospital – be ready or she was calling an ambulance. Oops!
I was ready.
A day at
the hospital did give me results. Scans, tests, examinations...then another
long period of antibiotics, which my system constantly fights, and a meeting
with the surgeon scheduled for the end of February. I am surprised but
appreciate that things are moving right along considering the lamentable state
of our provincial medical program.
The house
was full that night when I arrived from the hospital – my youngest son was
preparing supper in the kitchen with the rest of the offspring playing or
sitting around chatting. I changed into p.j.’s and housecoat and joined the crowd. I was leaning on the fridge when my second Rug
rat, the little blonde bombshell, touched my arm in passing and said ‘Hello,
Mémère!’, his grin a mile wide. I responded with my own grin, and he turned
back to me and threw his arms around my waist.
“We haven’t
seen you for a long time, I want a hug.” I hugged him. He pulled away to leave,
then decided he wanted more. “But it’s been too long,” he said. “I need a bigger
hug!” I obliged, of course, and it was the beginning, because what one sibling
does needs to be copied by the others. Little Miko was the last one to emulate
her cousins, and their daddy’s decided they would keep it going. Ha-ha-ha and I
love you too but now I need to breathe so back off, boys!!
I really
don’t know what I’ll do when they all go on their merry ways, although this
house has a way of alternating between quite empty to quite full, LOL! We never
know what tomorrow brings, but another adventure is sure to come knocking on
the door.
What do you
think, folks? Does this keep me SMILING? And y’all know I’m sharing it – it’s
winging its way to you as you read!
Love from
the Bush in Quebec.
