Sunday Stream of Consciousness post. Semi-prompt: When you're sick, even as an adult, do you still long for your mama?
When I am truly sick, I long for nothing more than medicine that puts me to sleep, some sort of tissue right by my bedside, a Netty pot, and an awesome blanket.
I don't want to be bothered by any other person, though it is nice to have someone remind me/force me to eat, drink, and see daylight.
But, I really long to be alone when I am sick. I guess it is the part of me that doesn't want others to see me so vulnerable.
This is my shortest post for Jana's Sunday - about 2 minutes. I guess it was welcome to think about this for a few minutes to take my mind off of other things going on in life and in society.
You can read others' posts and post your own five-minute brain-dump on Sundays by going to Jana's Thinking Place.