I want people to call, but I don't want people to call. It's tiring to talk on the phone.
I want people to bring food, but I don't want people to bring food. I have no appetite.
I weary of answering the question, "How are you feeling?" I'm never sure of how I'm feeling.
When I finally venture out, I feel a bit guilty.
I am greatly relieved to discover that I didn't infect my family or friends.
I gain compassion for people who need to be confined for weeks on end.
Proverbs 19:21 hits home: "Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails."