There are times in a person's life when, for one reason or another, she is a little low. It could be that she's been coughing constantly and violently for four months and has recently been to the doctor and received a tentative diagnosis of possible asthma, with the recommendation that she gets rid of her cats. It could be that her house is still crowded and her parents have been in and out of hospital for minor procedures that could turn into major procedures down the line. It could be that she hasn't really been doing a whole lot of anything lately and just feels a bit meh.
At times like these, a person needs to re-read Master and Commander. There just is no finer antidote to a dose of the meh. If you are a regular reader of this blog, or anyone who has come into casual contact with me over the last few years, you already know how I feel about this book and the books that follow it. I will simply remind you, therefore, of the tender friendships and the sharp humour, the nautical noise and the naturalistic quiet, and the bright fresh air of the open sea.
2 comments:
I hear you girl, not your coughing, of course. Really sorry to hear you might have asthma, although one of my friends here has asthma and seven cats and she is keeping it under control. But there is definitely a link. Also, when you're sick the kitties want to come sit on you and do the healing purr thing, which is not necessarily for the best.
hey just discovered your blog. I adult onset asthma, and cats. I've always been allergic to the cat, my asthma is totally under control thanks to the wonderful new drugs that are out there. take the drugs, keep the cats. that my advice
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