Out of order

I know controlling symptoms is not the best thing, but like most people with responsibilities that is what usually happens. Waiting for a suitable time to let go when there are no big plans and prior engagements. Today was if not suitable at least doable, Igor has been handling the practicalities of our life and my dear mother has been cooking and cleaning the kitchen while my father kept overseeing and making small but significant adjustments to our little house, So I felt safe and cared for and could finally spend most of the day under the covers. There is simply no time when it feels so convenient to be a bit down in the dumps as when I am in the care of my parents, so I've been curled up with my mother's heating pad and my father's crime novel soaking up the love and have a feeling that another good nights sleep will take care of the cold. I hope to return with a refreshed body and mind tomorrow until then, sleep well. I know I will.