I haven’t been in the pink of health this week. Usually, I just power through without even acknowledging my sickness, but on the rare occasions when I do and allow myself the luxury of some rest, I expect a great deal of pampering. I also have a tendency to get grumpy when unwell. And the grumpier I am, the more I get certain that I have a right to be. I am sure there are people lying in the hospital beds with broken bones who are probably more cheerful than I am.