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 Being sick makes me appreciate being healthy so much more. I didn't realize how much I did everyday, and how much energy it took to do it all. By early Thursday afternoon, I threw in the towel and went home. I couldn't really function anymore, and I needed to not do anything. So I spent the rest of the week and weekend sleeping, medicating and Hulu-ing. I've been so out of it and yet, I've found time to make people laugh, listen to some friends and generally, keep my spirits up. I'm one of those people who doesn't like having others worry about me when I'm down for the count. (But that's not to say I don't appreciate the get wells or feel betters; I'm grateful that people care.) My reaction to being sick is humor, and I can't help but poke fun of myself. I keep a strong front, and I don't know if that's some kind of "independent woman" thing peeking out or simply because, I don't like seeing people sad over me. |
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Hi, my name is Amy. Be well, and say hello!
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Dude, the photo: "The General Greene." He was a total badass. He fought with Washington in the revolution. Washington, for all his other qualities, was a so-so general: I think his record was 3-3-1 by war's end. He was very good at escaping but only mediocre at everything else. Greene, on the other hand, saved the Southern campaign from destruction when Horatio Gates (who took credit for Saratoga from Benedict Arnold) fled from the disastrous Battle of Camden. Greene was awesome. Also, historical records show that his relationship with his wife, Katie Greene, was actually wholesome and respectful, not dismissive.
I must go to this place! Where is it?
@Captain-P: Okay, that's officially the most educational comment I have ever received.
It's a cool little restaurant in Brooklyn. And the 'hood is, hey now, Fort Greene. (http://www.thegeneralgreene.com/)
I'm the same, I keep up a brave front. But I feel fuzzy inside when people fuss over me. A glass of hot lemon tea (with Asproclear!) usually works, and of course, chicken soup!
I hope you're feeling better, Amy!
Holy crap! This place is on Dekalb avenue. At the aforementioned battle of Camden, which turned into a rout for the Americans, Horatio Gates started running and didn't stop for three days. He ended up 170 miles away (quite a feat in those days). It was his second-in-command, the German soldier Baron Johann de Kalb (who had been passed over in favor of Gates), who was left frantically riding across the American lines, trying to get them into some semblance of order when they saw their commander fleeing. He was shot again and again, finally thrown from his horse, and stabbed for good measure. Still alive, he so impressed Cornwallis with his courage that the British Commander had his own surgeon attend to de Kalb. He died saying, "I thank you sir for your generous sympathy, but I die the death I always prayed for: the death of a soldier fighting for the rights of man."
He is on my list of historical badasses!
Dude. I walk past The General Greene every single morning on my way to the school I'm student teaching at. I'm so singing "It's a Small World" in my head right now.
Also, feel better!
I was just in Fort Greene apartment hunting last Sunday. And yes, I hope you're feeling better!