…or in other words, “How Amanda feels right now”.
Okay, that’s a pretty dramatic way to put it. But the phrase crossed my mind tonight as I was crashed in my room and drinking chicken broth, and it seemed blogworthy. Now, I’ve never owned a dog, but I’ve known several people that do. I’ve had a fair bit of experience with dogs. And they actually spend a good part of their lives happy and healthy, from what I’ve observed. Unless they’re just really good at covering up. I wonder who first arrived at the conclusion that “dog” served as a good simile for “sick”?
And while I was musing on this subject, another colloquialism crossed my mind: “healthy as a horse.” Are horses inherently healthy, compared to, say, dogs? I thought Elmer’s Glue was our indication that sometimes horses aren’t exactly a picture of health.
Anyway. All I know is that I felt fine when I woke up. My throat felt a bit odd at 5 or 6pm. At 9pm, I was starting to get concerned that I was coming down with something, and by 10 or 11 I had a fever. Which I still have. After having to take a personal day off from the prayer room tonight (much sadness).
But really, on a scale of 1-10, with 1 being “healthy as a horse” and 10 being, “they shoot horses when they achieve this state of unhealthiness,” I’m probably only at about a 5 or 6. Which is enough to put me out of commission for the night, but not enough to send me to the ER, nor fleeing repeatedly to the restroom (praise the Lord).
Anyway, if you think of us, the NightWatch has had a nasty flu bug something or other running around, and prayers would be appreciated. 🙂 I’m definitely not the only one who’s been taken out by this thing, and I totally believe God is able to heal even seasonal bugs.