The last few days have been rough. I’m a pretty healthy gal. I get the regular Day Care Crud that any other mother succumbs to when she forgets to wash her hands every 8.54 seconds.
But I have this new “Headache and Fever” issue going on. I noticed that I was feeling “off” during my workout Thursday. I tried to push through but only ran half my usual measly distance and then settled for some upper body weights and then stretching. Stretching is good, must do more. I especially love it when I can LIE DOWN during a workout.
I woke up at midnight that night in full fever with the sweats and chills and body aches. (Exacerbated by very sore upper arms from the stupid weights!) I definitely did not make it into work on Friday. In fact, I slept almost straight through the day, alternating between the upstairs bedroom when I was cold (because it is an oven) and the basement when I was too hot (because it’s an icebox).
I’ll make this story short, really, who wants to hear a long list of How Sick Am I talk? I mean, Yoda’s Mom is seriously sick, none of this wimpy sickness I have. Note to self: suck it up princess.
But Holy Brain Pain, Batman.
Yesterday and today I’ve woken up without the body aches but with killer headaches and a fever. It took two acetemino acetamin Tylenols with a codeine chaser to just get out of bed. And still, I have to be soft with myself. Don’t look at things too quickly. Just listening to Army Boy open up his presents today was hard. Listening to Army Toddler screech because she could not have the new toy was worse.
See, in about two hours we are all converging on Laser Quest for Army Boy’s 7th Birthday Party. So I bring you:
For the want of codeine a party was lost;
For the want of a party the happiness of Army Boy was lost;
For the want of Army Boy’s happiness, mommy’s sanity was lost;
For the want of mommy’s sanity, the entire day was lost;
For the want of an entire day, the birthday was lost;
For the want of a birthday, a childhood was lost;
And all for the want of codeine.
So let’s all say a quick prayer of thanks for modern medicine and the fact that both my mother and grandmother are allergice to codeine and gave me their prescribed “supply”. Yes, drug pushers the lot of us. But the party shall go on… now New! and Pain Free!
