distraction

Today's gratitude dose (aka- cool things I wouldn't experience if I weren't sick)--

Awful headache. Nausea is taking over. I'm huddled in two blankets on the couch. Head halfway under a pillow- maybe that will keep the light out. Knees scrunched up to my chest- for some reason I have this urge to tense up and grasp things when I'm feeling especially not good. Breathing a bit heavy and shallow. Muscles are sore- why?- I haven't excercised recently. (It couldn't just be being out of the house for a few hours that wears me down, could it??) All I want to do is loose myself, my body, my mind, in sleep. I breath as deeply as I can. I pretend I can feel warmth from the lights on the Christmas tree spreading over me. I remind my body to relax.
But sleep won't come.
That sucks.
At the risk of making my headache worse, I decide to call my friend. I hope he'll be able to talk for a little bit. I'm not feeling particularly communicative, but I hope he'll forgive that and just talk to me. I don't care what about. Just as long as it distracts me enough that I can fall asleep when I get off the phone. I reach out and drag the phone inside my dark and secluded blanket cave. I talk some. He talks some. I huddle up like a turtle inside my shell. It gets worse for a few minutes and I just concentrate on breathing and enduring the pain in my head. He hums quietly to himself, distracted by something, and I listen- concentrating intently on the different sounds. Following along and finding myself relaxing. He talks some. I can breath a bit easier. My headache isn't so much to bear. He has to go. I toss the phone out my shell. Snuggle in tight. Position my head under my pillow. Then I breath, relax, and fall asleep.
Thank you for distracting me.