I have been focused on taking care of myself; lots of hydration and especially lots of sleep. The immune system is most active when you sleep.
And it worked, Praise God. I woke up today feeling "better" I am not 100% but I feel significantly better. I still have some congestion, draining, and coughing as a result but I don't feel so draggy and my sinuses are pretty much cleared out.
I did take a follow up Oregano Oil capsule (I am a big fan of Oregano Oil) this morning when I woke up. Since I am still symptomatic I am not going to church today but I can watch online.
Some work gossip: tough boss said "thank you" to me several times which is like giving me a speech. For her, it is. I appreciate the appreciation! I am very loyal and eager to please which I think are assets at work.
Anyway someone at work has been hiding when on the clock, not working. I think it caught up with her yesterday. I was in the break room on my lunch (as requested I always notify my boss when I take a break or lunch, also on my lunch the computer shows me clocked out). I could see this lady across the room, kicking back with her buddies sharing a 2 liter bottle of soda.
We have tiers at work, associate is the bottom, team lead above them, coach above them, store manager over all, district over them. District scares all the managers you should see the store when the district is coming. Anyway I'm an associate of course and happy to be there. I don't want to be in management ever again.
Anyway the coach for our area came in, saw her, noted it, walked out. I said "Hi boss" as he left and he nodded at me, looking grim. Then they started paging her on the overhead. That's not going to end well.
I don't know if it's just my area but there is constant turnover, some employees get promoted, some fired, some move on, some transfer to other departments. So they are always looking for a new person. There are a few diehards that stick around but I can only think of a few.
On a side note my boss does have my phone number so she can just call me if she needs me for something. I have a special ring tone for her.
I was thinking about something from years back, when I was sick Ron could be very sweet and attentive. I hope I gave him the same level when he needed it.
An example, one time he went out in the rain, in the winter, to get me cold/flu remedies, chicken soup, etc. I had the flu. I would teach him how to get to the grocery store wherever we lived and he would go in there to customer service and ask for help shopping. At first I would write a list for him. Later on after we got a computer he would type and print one himself.
Another time this was probably our best setup for living. We were near two major grocery stores and the "downtown" area of a small city. I was really sick. The one thing that sticks I wanted Gatorade. Ron went to the store and came back with several big bags.
This was before the days of cell phone although I think we had Ham radios. At any rate he came home and said they didn't have the bottle size I wanted, but the bigger bottle was buy one get one with the loyalty card so he went ahead and got that, was it OK? I thought that was so sweet he was worried he disappointed me. He was so proud unloading everything and said the clerk really liked the list he had typed out.
My father in law was illiterate. His wife had a minimal education but she could read a little so when she went him shopping she would tape labels for the food onto a piece of paper so he could unfold it and look at what he was supposed to buy.
I remember one time we (FIL and I) went shopping and he said he had forgotten his glasses (he didn't wear glasses) could I pick out the food for him at the store? Of course, I said. We both knew I knew his secret but I protected his pride.
Ron said he was difficult growing up but he was always sweet to me.
But those two times are sticking out with me this weekend. I do miss having someone to fuss over me. He didn't, always, in fact he could be pretty awful most times, but now and then he would surprise me.
That's it for now.
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