And I'M the one who is ILL!!!
It all started with a little crawl in my throat on Friday. I chose to ignore it and try to will it away as I met the girls for a great lunch at Cheddars. Shortly after, it was time to pick up the munchkins and get them down for a nap ASAP so that I could have them up, ready to go, drive through someplace for some sort of anti-nutritious meal, and drop them at the church by 5:15. We were working a Fall Festival that night at San Jacinto. Well, as the boys napped, I noticed myself trying to clear the crawl out of my throat more and more often. "Noooooo..." I was thinking to myself. Well, fast forward to 8:30 that night... Bill and I had worked the "Giant Slide" outside, and the air had gotten rather cool. My throat was really starting to hurt. However, I chose (again) to ignore it all and go out to a late dinner with other grown ups. Hey - that doesn't happen very often - you'd ignore feeling like absolute crap, too, if you were me! BUT... by the time we had dinner, got the boys, and got home it was 10:00, and my throat felt like I had been swallowing fire for 3 tickets each while little witches and ghouls watched. OUCH! It hurt so terribly, I couldn't sleep. all. night. long. Saturday was a looooooooong day of laying in the chair, on the couch, the bed, where ever I felt like it. The kids were good to me. (All 3 of them! ;o)) Not too much whining and fighting. Matter of fact, Caleb told me, "Mom, you sound really bad. I think you have a seal in your throat!" (I can only imagine he got this from his last bought of croup when I said he was "barking like a seal.") Today has also consisted of quite a bit of laying around. I've got to get over this. The week starts anew tomorrow, and it doesn't slow down for a sick mommy.