The Little Workin Girl

Today is the second day of May. I wake up to 30 degree weather and snow. Yes, snow. Only in New Mexico.  Besides the crummy weather I have been sick for the past month.  My small cold turned into a big bad virus and has decided to set up camp in my body. After doctors visits, blood tests, 258oz of Gatorade and many hours of sleep, my body is still trying to fight it off. What could be worse then being sick?? How about a weekend without seeing Harrison. I think I tend to spread myself too thin. I was sitting on the couch with Harrison when his mom comes in and feels my forehead....fever of 100. Even though I want to spend all my time with Harrison because he is leaving for boot-camp in a month and a half, I have to remember that he needs to be as well as possible. My selfish attitude of wanting him to take care of me has to be killed and replaced with a selfless attitude.  The countdown continues till his departure and makes me wish I could kick this cold in the butt.  I feel like the longer I am sick the more time I am wasting. I am praying that God will rid my body of this cold and that I can stop getting sick. At least until Harrison is gone.