Pride goeth

“Pride goeth before destruction, and haughtiness before a fall.”

Proverbs 16:18. Heard it a million times, because I’m a prideful person. Ask any of my tennis buddies about me being at the net when a heavy hitter comes in fast to deal with a high, slow, floating ball. Common sense dictates that the player at the net back up, lest she get pegged at close range. I, however, prefer to stand my ground knowing full well that I’m a sitting duck. Seems too much like an admission of defeat to back up, and I’d rather get pegged than retreat. It’s stupid, I know. It’s dangerous, for sure. And yet, once dug in, I stay. Too proud to retreat. Somehow in my prideful, haughty brain, it makes more sense to get hit–hard and at close-range–than to back off.

Pride equals pain sometimes, but that’s the way I’m wired.

I was mighty prideful, and perhaps a bit haughty, about the fact that everyone in my house has been sick–two members of my family got the creeping crud twice–yet I remained healthy. Escaping unscathed from the bevy of germs that invaded my house for several weeks wasn’t easy, but I did it. And I was a bit smug about it, so I guess I should have been ready for the fall.

I hate being sick.

I hate being incapacitated.

I hate being dependent on others.

I hate resting when I could be doing. Something. Anything.

I really hate having my daily routine up-ended.

The tennis season has just started up again, and I’ve been making some serious progress in the gym lately. No to mention the colossal clean-up that’s been going on at home; closets organized, pantry emptied out & re-stocked, piles of debris chucked onto the recycling pile. This is no time for me to be sidelined.

Sore throat, fever, congestion, cough, and fatigue be gone! I’m done with you.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

11 Comments on “Pride goeth”

  1. Barb Fernald says:

    I would imagine that any time you feel sick it would trigger PTSD. It must be hard to believe anything is “just a cold.”
    It sounds like you’ve been up to good things. I hope you feel better and get back to them soon!

  2. I liked your description of the prideful-ness about not getting sick…and then the fall..very well done…I.also enjoyed the cartoons. I hope you get to feeling better quickly!

  3. David Benbow says:

    Rest up, girl. The world will keep turning while you do.

  4. I’m with you. I hate being sick! Having had Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (or whatever stupid name they are calling it now) for almost twenty-three years is the pits. And then when I get a virus on top of that. Ugh.

    I get so bored and you expressed that so well! Thanks!

  5. Lauren says:

    I prefer to think of it as damnit I have had enough of my life taken with being sick…

    ’tis suckish.

    Sorry girl, have some coconut pound cake…

  6. Wishing you a speedy recovery my dear x

  7. I hear ya! I also hate the “doing nothingness” of being sick. I hope you feel better soon.
    Cancer Warrior

  8. Mandi says:

    I hate being sick too. 😦 Get well soon.

  9. I’m so sorry you are feeling down and out. Been there, done that, so often, and don’t like it. Praying you have a speedy recovery so you can get back to your normal activities. Your decluttering is exactly what I’ve been doing for the last year, and loving it. XOXO

    • So interesting–the decluttering! I have been obsessive about decluttering ever since I was diagnosed with breast cancer – and that’s been 20 years. In fact I’m writing a little series about decluttering on my blog right now. I’ve done papers and home, now I’m on to relationships and that one is tougher.

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