Last week, Darling Man started sneezing. He thought it was from all the dust at work, but even once home and neti-potted he continued to sneeze. And have bad headaches. I let him sleep as much as possible because I know that sleep really is the only way to kick a cold.
Then I was awakened in the middle of the night by a ferocious headache. Like someone had plunged a big knive into my head up to the hilt and was wiggling it around. I took some ibuprophen and after about three hours got back to sleep - only to hve to get up an hour later for work and getting the Boy ready for school. I was slow and tired at work, but I thought that was going to be it for me.
Wrong. I started sneezing. My head ached. And the minor food poisoning I seemed to have had the previous week returned with avengence. Everytime I put something in, it wouldn't hang around long. So I'm tired from waking up in the middle of the night, undernourished from my body throwing off food shortly after it goes in and my body hurts from the pounding it's taking to the head and torso. And yet, it doesn't feel like the flu. And I can't completely disengage from my life to rest and make it go away.
Of all the things I miss about being a kid, not being able to just be sick might be right up there at the top of the list. I hated being sick as a kid. My mom was pretty strict about sick. No TV. Stay in bed. Bland, liquidy food and weak tea. If you were well enough to sit up and watch TV and eat pizza, you weren't sick enough to miss school. If I was thinking about faking it, that was a big deterrent. But when I really didn't feel well, it was awesome. I could just unplug from the world and let my body rest. I could eat chicken soup and toast and drink tea and go right back to sleep because there wasn't anywhere I had to be and nothing that I had to do.
Life isn't like that when you grow up. There seems to always be something that needs your attention. So for this moment, when I don't have to work, or feed people, or clean house or do laundry or pay bills or any of the other billion things I do on a daily basis, I think I'll crawl back into bed, pull the covers up over my shoulders and close my eyes for a while.
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I hear you. Had round two of bronchitis and back problems over Christmas, plus my sister had a fall and had to come spend about a week with me. Caregiving responsibilities didn't stop because I was not well. I suppose that's how you moms feel all the time. At least I didn't have to go to work. This weekend am laying low--hoping that the cough and death rattle will go away. Hope you feel better soon also, Sayre.
:-( (((HUGS))) I hope you heal quickly. Being sick really is not fun. I am only just beginning to feel human again after my fun with illness last year. Feels funny saying last year. LOL. Rest up when you can. Wish I was closer, I would fix you up with some simple herbs.
My blog is also very neglected these days. Not sure if I even feel like doing all the catch up posts. I really must try and at least do the end of year "school" report though. Yikes, we need to start a new plan in a couple of weeks. I don't think my life is ever going to be non-chaotic. LOL
Love and LIght to you. xoxox
we had the respiratory bug here and I'm finally on the mend. Husband is close behind -
But none of it involved stomach matters. WE weren't hungry -- but what we ate stayed put.
Hope you find out soon what is ailing you. (go to the DR?)
Sayre, we have had several stories in our local news about bacteria in Neti Pots causing bacterial illnesses.....check yours, please!
I hope you feel better soon!!! I hate being sick - especially the upchuck kind.
My husband had the flu a month ago - and for 3 days he got to stay in bed and do absolutely nothing. I never did get sick - and it's a good thing, because I doubt I would have gotten the same treatment.
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