Recovery
by Camden
Yesterday was a blur. A perfect day for biking, sunny with no wind, lost to a virus that kept me on my back for twenty four hours. Now I am vertical again and filled with greater empathy for the bedridden. Recovered just in time to catch an early flight tomorrow to steamy New Orleans.
My son, Camden, was kind enough to join me in my misery. While I am sorry he was also sick. It at least meant that my illness wasn't due to food poisoning from our little Idaho town's only Thai restaurant.
That would be sad indeed.
Comments
Glad you're feeling better. Safe travels.
Posted by: Simmons | June 26, 2006 8:36 AM
Dad, I took that picture of the butterfly.
Posted by: Camden | June 26, 2006 10:29 PM
Oh! Nothing worse than traveling while ill. If it helps, I have heard that the purple drinks at Pat O'Brien's will make any virus think twice, three times, four times about invading your body.
Posted by: Lisa | June 26, 2006 11:42 PM
Sorry Camden. I now gave you proper credit. Thanks for the suggestion Lisa. I don't drink, but I'll pass the suggestion along.
Posted by: jd | June 27, 2006 2:20 PM
That's a beautiful photo. It's so tender. Really lovely.
New Orleans in July? I don't think so. I lived in Shreveport for too many years; I remember those summers.
Posted by: Kelley | June 27, 2006 4:42 PM
Thanks Kelley. I agree Louisiana is the last place I would choose to be in the summer. Unfortunately, I didn't get to choose.
Posted by: jd | June 27, 2006 5:57 PM