The Yuck

You can skip this post if you're squeamish around words like mucus and barf. Because, I just want to say I'M SICK OF BEING SICK!!!!!!!!!

I have basically been sick for about three weeks. I think I'm pretty much done now, but it might as well have been three years. I have had just about every symptom a sick person can have, except, by some miracle, barfing, which knock on wood, I won't come down with tonight. It started out innocent enough, a little sniffling, then, WHAM, I've got itchy eyes, tons of drainage, I'm sneezing, it's awful. That continues on for about a week, at which time it starts getting better. I venture out of my quarantined home, and WHAM, it comes back with a vengeance. This time with a severely sore throat and head, neck, and backache. I finally broke down and went to the doctor on Friday, after two weeks, and find out I've got a sinus infection. I started taking antibiotics for that, and Saturday and Sunday the sore throat intensifies to the point I cannot sleep because I am waking up having a hard time swallowing. Even if it was strep throat, which the doctor should have seen when I was there, I am already taking antibiotics, so there's nothing else they can do. Well, Sunday, the achiness turns into a neck so stiff I thought I had meningitis, seriously. I could not move my head at all. Well, all of that now is going away. But I'm not out of the woods, because I also noticed Sunday, I am getting, not one, but TWO cold sores. At the same time. So fun. One thing after another after another after another. It's so demoralizing.

Sunday, my family took pity on me, sweet little Aubrey decided to do something nice, so she made breakfast in bed. Here's my menu: (I love the spelling, it is so cute, as incorrect as it is, I will keep this forever).


I circled the things I wanted, Cereal, Toast, Banana, and Hot Chocolate. I couldn't have juice, (it's crossed out) because she realized we didn't have any. Can you guess what the other things are?



She also made a picture. She's never much dealt with details, keeping it simple, it's "Get Well Soon Mom"

There is another one on the door of my bedroom. She also made a book, which I will keep forever, written all by herself, that is written top to bottom, like Japanese, entitled

"My Mom"
Mom is sik
hr hed and hr lags hrt (My legs aren't hurt, but that's about the only things that aren't)
She is so prite
I like hr
I wishd tat she wus betr

I know the spelling isn't very good, but it's so cute to see her try. It was a ray of sunshine in the black cloud of illness that has been following me around. Call me a baby, but I hate being sick, especially, since I'm normally a very healthy person. And thanks also, to Chad, for picking up a whole bunch of slack around the house as I have become pretty much useless until just today.



I love these two.

So, hey, you might see me a little more now that I'm not contagious. Except for the cold sores. But I won't kiss you, don't worry.