| Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones We’ve survived • I don’t think it was the H1N1 (or swine) flu, but “something” has reeked havoc this past couple weeks on the Jones’ household! Oldest
granddaughter Meredith had a cold. She got over it very quickly, which
is unusual for her. She’s usually the last to get sick and then usually
gets the sickest. The day we came home from our family gathering in Searcy, Ark., my throat hurt. The
next day, I thought I was dead and quite literally, slept the entire
day -- when I wasn’t up moaning and taking ibuprofen and anything else
I could find that might help. I coughed and
carried on and was pretty sure I was deathly ill for a week or so. (I
was deathly ill at work though. You can’t miss at the newspaper,
especially on deadline day -- not even if you’re dead! You still have
to come to work!) The following week Pop went and
had his flu/pneumonia shot. He never misses those, as his health is
precarious anyway. The evening he had the shot, he was sick.
Apparently, he’d already caught my cold (or crud or whatever) and just
wasn’t symptomatic until that particular day. He gets to stay home and lay on the couch and moan and groan when he’s sick. Within a few days, son Kris was also coughing and hacking and generally feeling like he was dead. He also came to work sick. The
three of us somehow managed to live though it and not hurt anyone else
who wasn’t as sympathetic to our illness as we thought everyone should
be. We’re all still coughing, but upright. Now,
we walk around the house and talk about how bad we still feel. And
heavens, no one in the house had better think they felt worse than
whoever is complaining at the moment! • Saturday
night, my daughter and I braved the elements and carried Remy to the
Haunted (Harmon)Town at the NWSCC. Meredith and friend Grace have been
rehearsing and planning their roles this year for the spooky event.
Remy is not a “joiner” and it was iffy that she was even going to
attend, but, attired in long blonde wig, black clothing and black
spiderweb cape (and really glorious gory makeup) she went with us. The
hay ride, scarier than the haunted house, was her first choice. She
wasn’t going in the haunted house! She finally ventured in and was able
to see “little lost girl abducted by monsters” Mere and “undead” Grace
in all their glory. Kudos to the NWSCC! They pulled off a spectacular Halloween once again! • Thursday, Nov. 5 is 49 days ’til Christmas!
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