What comes after Three?Four!!!!

Not been able to sleep, although I should be feeling dog tired considering I haven’t had the time to sit and been running around, in and out of the kitchen, next door and the bedroom, with 2 adults and the littlest one in the home quite sick with the bitch of all virals, a cousin to the much talked about chicken guniya.. with all its symptoms present bang on,and yes, am also taking tablets for the same cos I too was quite sick yesterday and in no state to do anything, forget moving my fingers on the keyboard.
It has been all in a day’s waste, this 25th may. What are the odds that am sickooooooooo sick, my helper decides to not come, S is also sickooooooooo sick, poor guy, K too ditto, the servant maid too ditto and so unwashed vessels piled up, not to mention the state of the floor, the motor in our building conks off and so there’s no water, and me, I need more water considering my coloured water days !!!
26th is even better.. I sat reeling under shock for a full 10 minutes after I woke up and confirmed my lurking fear since the last two days that my helper Sarla has quit for good. Why? Cos madam has spent a few hours meeting up with her bf under the pretext of coming over to work at my place and ended up coming late to work 2nd half of the day. So they beat her black and blue, despite knowing about the boy and having agreed to get her married to him, her supreme aunt intervenes and decides that she need not work any more and her brothers would support her and that in a span of 3 months get her married to the very same guy. In a way am happy for her, but no, not when I was reeling in shock.
Of course, after feeling quite sorry for myself for a few minutes, I decided my life cannot stop running cos of one Sarla and managed to call up an agency and arrange for someone to be sent from tomorrow, let’s see.
I ended up going to the pediatrician with the kids for a second check up but must admit it was more for me to just talk. That 15 minute conversation with another human being not connected to me, but yet aware made a difference at some level, and me being me, I just have to get out of the house at least once in 48 hrs if not 24, else I will surely go mad.
So the last few days, I have been telling myself at least once every hour that ‘I am not sick, I am alright, I cannot afford to fall sick’ and pulling on.. Am thinking, a small viral can shake the household, what about those people battling so much more out there, all the angry ballerinas out there, your anger and frustration is much justified. All of this is temporary though and will pass, and with ‘care-a-damn’ and the dammit! spirit, and for once, thankfully a lousy memory I possess, all this will soon be forgotten.
I have to say this, when Sarla came over in the evening for ‘closure’, I realized that in an od way am going to miss her and so the people who come into your life in one way or the other and just go away like that, take a part f you too, I suppose. But even then, why am I not losing wt so quickly is the unanswered Q!!!!