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September 19, 2001
What can I say?
I don't know what to say that others haven't said eloquently and heartbreakingly already. Things seem to be, sometimes, getting back to almost normal -- I hear people talking about other things on the bus, and that's all right, and then I look out the window and see all the flags, flying from windows and porches and car antennas and such. And now, at this moment, I am listening to NPR, and they have announced the name of the military action to answer the attacks: Operation Infinite Justice. Why am I suddenly so much more afraid?
I spent the last five days avoiding the news altogether -- I crashed in bed, sick, and watched mindless HBO instead. Friday afternoon I was so tired, and I thought that was why my shoulders and eyes and legs ached so much. I slept a little on the bus, and felt worse when I got to my stop, so I went to the drugstore and bought a thermometer and some cold medicine. My temperature was 102 -- not just tired, then. I crawled into bed and stayed there, pretty much around the clock, until this morning. I ventured out to shower and go get soup on occasion -- other than that, it was all bed and movies, all the time. I went back to work today, even though I really didn't feel like it. I'm leaving early Friday to go to Vermont for the weekend -- I want to hug my mom, badly. She's got a cold, so we'll spend the weekend eating soup and sniffling.
Posted by Mary Ellen at September 19, 2001 08:51 PM