Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I'm getting better and my cough is not so much in my chest anymore, but I'm anxious to see the grandbaby and help out, and really, I'm not yet ready.  I was so busy last week that I guess I got depleted, and any effort, like going to the grocery store this morning, made me realize I am not myself yet.  So where does that leave me?  Well, basically appreciating that it is sunny out, that there are bulbs coming up in the yard, that the white rhrodadendron is in full bloom, that I can listen to music and read and nap.  Calling a friend is still iffy, as I'll cough, and that's not pleasant.  I could write, but my brain is in a fog.  There is gratitude that everyone is well and okay right now, and I am not NEEDED in any profound way.  They can get along just fine without me while I use up an entire city supply of tissues and wander aimlessly around my house.  As my dharma teacher says, Time to focus on letting go of concepts and beliefs, to get to the heart of who I am.  I mean besides being a sick person.