This week I have really concentrated on living through my sinus infection and double ear infections. It’s taken a lot of concentration. I don’t remember ever having been this sick. I broke down and went the to the doctor on Tuesday afternoon and she gave me some heavy duty prescriptions to help kick these infections. As if I wasn’t feeling bad enough, turns out I’m allergic to one of the prescriptions she gave me because I broke out in head to toe hives about 20 minutes after taking it that night. Then, yesterday, I got out of bed for the first time in almost two days and went to the kitchen to make myself some dinner. But when I stood there, I started getting lightheaded and dizzy, and the next thing I knew I was sitting on the kitchen floor. I tried to get up and walk back to my bed, but started getting sick to my stomach. I managed to grab my cell before I ended up sprawled out on my bathroom floor. I called Chris and he came home to help me. He fed me soup and Gatorade and put me back in bed. By late last night, I was feeling a little better. I think eating and drinking lots of fluids helped that. I stayed home from work again today (third day in a row! yikes!) and have been laying on my couch, trying to rest up. I am feeling much better, but still really weak. I can barely life this Thin Mint to my mouth…
Oh, nevermind. I got it.
So, days on my sick bed and here are the musings I have had:
1. Sadly, life does not stop just because you are sick. Babies still want to be held, big boys still need you to help them find clean underwear, and dinners must be made. I’ve managed to put life on pause a bit, thanks to Chris, but I guess the saying is true. There are no sick days in motherhood.
2. My kitchen floor needs to be swept. I discovered this when I came to and I was sitting on my kitchen floor surrounded by stray green peas, a Lego, a Gerber Puff, and a ball of some kind of tape.
3. I take turns in my book choices these days. I read one young adult novel that my students recommend and then I read one adult novel that I choose. I just finished my latest choice, “Nineteen Minutes” by Jodi Picoult. My mother-in-law sent it to me for Valentine’s Day and it was fantastic. I would highly recommend it to any parent or teacher. It’s about bullying and the effects it has on children. It was really hard to read, and I almost put it down several times because I didn’t think I could handle it, but I’m so glad I stuck with it. Now I’m reading “The Battle of the Labyrinth” by Rick Riordan. It’s part of a series of young adult books about Greek mythology coming to life today. A lot of my dude students are reading the series, so I’ve been working my way through it, too. It starts with “The Lightning Thief,” in case you’re interested.
3. I don’t normally take medications. It’s not that I avoid them. It’s just that I don’t think they actually DO anything. This is an endless argument in my marriage. Chris insists they don’t do anything for me because I don’t take them consistently. I insist they don’t do anything for me because they just make you sleepy until you sleep through your sickness, and I can’t really walk around sleepy all the time (see #1 above). But this time, I’ve been too sick to argue and have taken my medicine around the clock like a good girl. The only thing that seems to make a difference is the Amoxicillin for my ears and sinus infection. That’s broken everything up like a charm. The jury’s still out on the other stuff…
4. I’ve never stayed in bed this long at one time before. It has been awesome! I just wake up, read, go back to sleep. Or, wake up, drink some Gatorade, go back to sleep. Or wake up, take some medicine, go back to sleep. For two whole days that was my routine and, even being sick, I loved it. I can’t tell you the last time I got to sleep all day in my bed. But by today I was ready to get up and out. I’ve moved down to the couch and I feel much more alert and active today. I’m still in jammies, but I think my body knows we’ve crawled out of the cave of pillows and joined the living again. My dad always said that was the best cure for a cold, anyway. So today, I’m up and moving around my house and feeling more like myself. Although, I do miss my bed.
This weekend, Chris has to work and so I’m thinking about shipping the kids off to my parent’s house on Saturday, just to give myself one more day of taking it easy before jumping back in the saddle, full swing. Here’s hoping that by Sunday I’m feeling better again. I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but I actually MISS running in the mornings! I hope by Monday I’m able to get back out there again.
I better to back to bed. Clearly, I have become feverish and am speaking nonsense.