Dear Readers and Friends of The Tarnished Years,
I know it has been close to two months since I posted an entry. Some of you may wonder whether this means I am no longer publishing the blog. Let me assure you this is absolutely not the case.
As you know, life has a way of throwing curveballs at us, and redirecting our best intentions along an unanticipated detour. After my son’s wedding in October, I found myself running in circles to catch up on things I had let slide during the period leading up to the big day.
Once I felt I was ready to make my re-entry into my pre-wedding routine and get on with my life, I was hit with what I have come to call “the plague.” I imagine many of you have gone through, or are in the midst of experiencing, this illness that seems to take its cues from the invasion of the body snatchers. Mine started as a slight soreness on just one side of my throat, followed by a full-blown sore throat that made me wince every time I swallowed. Soon the stuffy nose, rattling cough, headaches, and numbing fatigue showed up to the party.
One doctor diagnosed it as a virus that I just had to wait out. She gave me the good news that it would get much worse before getting better. Yippee! After a few days, she sent me to an ER doctor who said I had either bronchitis or pneumonia—they are really the same thing, he explained—and prescribed an antibiotic.
Nearly two weeks later, the sore throat is gone but the other symptoms remain. When I cough, it sounds as if someone is popping bubble wrap inside my chest. I go through more than one box of tissues a day, and the headache is relentless. I still need to nap at least once or twice a day.
“Why is she complaining to us?” you may be wondering. First of all, who doesn’t like to complain when they are sick and tired of being sick and tired? But the primary reason is that I want you to know that The Tarnished Years is still very much alive, and I hope to have a new post—one that is not a litany of maladies—in about a week and a half. I hope you will hang in there, and I hope none of you have this same bug or, if you do, that yours comes and goes more quickly than mine.
Meanwhile, Happy Chanukah, Merry Christmas, and a wonderful holiday to those who celebrate something other than those two. As always, thanks for reading.