Yesterday my daughter greeted the day feeling sick, and evidently today was my turn. Her sore throat had dissipated settling into a good old fashioned head cold. I seemed to have skipped the sore throat and went right to the head cold stage. Even my son doesn’t seem to be in top form.
Therefore after we returned from paying some bills, buying some groceries, and eating a bit of lunch, our beds seemed to call all three of us because we all ended up sound asleep burrowed deep into the covers surrounded by sleeping dogs and snoozing cats. What a better way to restore the body and the soul when sick than to sleep?
A person needs their sleep to help regain strength and fight off sickness and infection. My mom always used to say that if a person slept more than normal, they obviously needed to. I believe that to be true. If I am tired, what will I gain by fighting it? When sick, isn’t sleep the best true way to the road of recovery? In my mind it is. Obviously it is so according to the experts too. So with no trains to catch, and no where to be, kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.
