Bleary-eyed, sore throat, cranky, snotty, sick. *cough, cough*
My best friends right now are:
Today is Day Three of the misery and I'm still on the downturn. You know how it goes:
Day 1: Sneezing, blowing, and sore throat.
Day 2: All of the above, plus itchy ears, hacking, etc.
Day 3: All of the above, plus coughing. And green, lots of green. Yuck.
When you feel this bad, all you want to do is stay in bed but you get up because you feel you should. Then when you're up, all you want to do is go back to bed.
The dishes are piling up. The laundry that I started--but didn't finish--two days ago still sits in a jumble on top of the dryer. Nothing is getting done.
I'm one of those people who rarely get sick, but when I do I'm useless. Where's my mom when I need her? I want homemade chicken soup, a warm cushy place to be miserable in, and sympathy...lots of sympathy.
But when you're the Mom, you make do. Open up a can or jar of soup from the grocery store, hide out in a corner where Hubby might not find me, lose myself in a book for a while, and pray that the DayQuil does its job.
Tomorrow will be better, right? Right????