Here I sit on Easter Sunday. At home. Not going to Mass. And I didn’t make it to the Easter Vigil Mass last night either where I was expected to help.
Last night’s absence was due to my concerns about Sylvia’s health. She was VERY unwell and I didn’t want to leave her alone.
She is much better today, THANK GOD, but now it’s my turn to be under the weather. It’s my allergies to all the damned tree pollen in the air, I’m sure. Woke with headache, abdominal pain, very strong vertigo, and a pervasive physical malaise. Much too sick to go to Mass or anywhere else.
The allergy meds are finally kicking in now, and I feel less bad than I did earlier this morning. But this is still going to be a stay-at-home-Sunday.
I trust Jesus to understand.