The little things

She delights in the little things during her brief respite

Between academic courses and arduous hours of work


Like cream dispersing into coffee, swirling, marbled

And letting her body wake, not to the sound of an alarm


Folding laundry, warm and heady from the dryer

Late night interludes with her loud mouth cat


Fixing dinner for herself, crafting, creating and dining

The quiet laughter of a group of friends, together and apart


She loves the feeling of her extended showers,  steamed perfection

And the pages of silken books that slip through her fingers


There’s the tender kiss of her boyfriend’s mouth to her’s

As well as his sleeping search for her, to cuddle, to hold


She delights in the little things during her brief respite

Between academic courses and arduous hours of work

Life with Mononucleosis

Hello ladies and gentlemen, it’s Wednesday.

Yesterday I was diagnosed with mononucleosis and I’m not going to lie, I am not happy about it.  I mean, it’s nice to know what wrong with my body, but MONO??  I was not happy when I found to say the least.  Right now, my body aches a bit, my nose is stuffy, my tummy is tender feeling, and the lymph node on my side of my neck is so swollen that is is pressing painfully against my throat and it hurts.

It is most definitely not the greatest time in my life.  However, I report that I have excellent company as of this moment in time.

My lovely cat Mouse refuses to leave my bed.  She seems to be concerned for my general welfare and happiness as she knows I love her and she knows that since I’m pretty much bed ridden at the moment, I have no choice but to pet her while I fall asleep.  She’s a lovely cat, she is.  Except for when she bites, but that only happens when she is crabby or you touch her white spot.

Otherwise, my days hasn’t exactly been full of lots of excitement.  I have been sleeping for the most part and drinking lots of fluids.  I’ve been rereading City of Bones so I can start reading the rest of the series and know where I am going.  I am hoping (desperately so) to be well enough in the morning to go to my classes so my teachers can talk with me face to face about my absences and my mono, which I think might be alright.  The teachers who have gotten back to me about my mono have all been really nice about it, which gives me high hopes for their acceptance of my absences in the future.  Here’s hoping at least….

My mom wants me to come home for a few days.  I can see her point of view for the fact that her daughter is slowly getting sicker.  I don’t know, I really want to try and make it to my Tuesday Thursday classes before I go home and to my Math class on Friday because it’s only the first week of the semester and I cannot believe that I am ill enough to have missed two days.  TWO DAYS!

It’s a travesty I tell you.

I usually don’t mind skipping class once in a blue moon, but this is seriously uncool.  I don’t want to fall behind this semester, I would be terrified to do so this early in the game.   I guess that is why i’m a little unsure about going home and having my parents take care of me.  Although, for all the excuses I could have found to have my parents take care of me, Mono is a pretty damn good one.

So, to remedy a small misconception, how does my mother know?  Well, I called her after my appointment and she visited me last night, bringing me left overs and food and my thermometer, which I hadn’t had before, and a balloon.

Yes, my mommy got me a balloon.  I was ecstatic.  I like balloons but this one says I love you and is shaped like a heart.  I guess it makes me feel very special.