The day started off mostly sunny, but turned cloudy and windy, and about an hour after Orna did some 'shopping' in my pantry the heavens opened and we had a mini storm with torrential rain and high winds. Oddly enough it hasn't gotten cold enough to turn on the heater and I'm sitting here in my jammies without even a robe and I'm not cold. I ended up spending most of the day in bed watching TV between catching news flashes and thinking about Sharon. I still think that he won't be able to recover, but, we are in Israel and anything is possible. This whole thing is so draining, and if I feel like this, what must his sons be going through? My heart goes out to them, but I do wonder how Omri is handling the fact that his imminent sentencing most likely contributed to his father's condition. There must be some pretty heavy guilt there, or he's inhuman. I don't much like the guy, but I do feel sorry for him having saddled himself with this burden. Of course Sharon himself was facing a renewed investigation as a result of new information from Austria and that certainly played a role in this. If anyone knows what stress can do to a body, it's me. I find myself doing all kinds of stress reducing things most of the day. In fact, I have to get to bed now. I feel really odd. And I do not, repeat, do not want to go to hospital. This whole Sharon thing brings back The Philmore, and it's just too much.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment