A BEAUTIFULLY DIFFERENT TODAY

In my last post I shared in this community, I mentioned that one of the things I find easy to write about is my day. The words flow freely and effortlessly. It has been about two weeks since I stopped being active. I didn't intentionally take a break to detox or anything, I actually fell sick. In the past two weeks, I felt weaker than I ever felt before. But the fact that I am way better now makes me happy. At least I am no longer scared of the night. I am no longer scared of what would happen if I closed my eyes. Although I still feel a bit weak, I have the strength to walk and even do some things on my own.

The best word to describe today is “different.” When I was really sick, for days, I forgot what it meant to be comfortable. It was as if someone erased the definition of comfort from my dictionary. How do you expect me to be comfortable when I keep rolling from one edge of the bed to the other? How do you want comfort to remain in my dictionary when my body was almost hotter than the sun? When I was unable to wake and kept taking drugs, injections and drips! Of course, comfort ran away from my dictionary. But today? My day was beautifully different.

I woke up very early this morning. Immediately I woke up, I said my prayers. I felt hungry like I hadn't eaten in days. I wish I had enough strength to go to the kitchen and prepare something to eat, but I still lack the strength to do that yet, so I had to wait. Thanks to the beautiful soul who has been staying with me for days, taking care of me and making sure I get everything I want. I told her I was hungry and quickly, she prepared noodles for me. More than one week ago, the aroma of noodles alone made me throw up, not to talk of tasting it. But today, the aroma of noodles filled my nostrils and it made me hungry. Isn't God good? After eating noodles, I decided to watch a movie.

Sometime ago, my sister recommended a cartoon. K-Pop: Demon Hunters. I had been postponing watching the movie, even before I fell sick. But today felt like the right time to watch it and so I did. I enjoyed watching the cartoon. I have seen a lot of musical cartoons, and this one wasn't really bad. Maybe I'll do a review of it soon (that is if someone else hasn't done it yet). After watching the movie, I decided to come online and reply to some of the messages. I was surprised and amazed with the number of people who stopped by to check up on me. “How are you feeling now, Hope? Have you used your medication today? Have you gone to the hospital? Take good care of yourself.” Reading those messages made my day.

I couldn't reply to them all, but I managed to reply to some of them. I also replied to my comments on Hive and engaged with a few authors. I can't wait to recover fully so I can get back to doing these things. Today was different. A good type of” different.” Cheers to more good days.

Thanks for reading through.