Man oh man.
Don't you hate when it feels like you are coming down with something and you are momentarily struck by the thought: How will everything get done if I get sick? I'm in that place. I have the symptoms of a cold right now. The same cold that has laid two of my colleagues by the wayside in the past week and a half. And now this same cold has reared its ugly head and placed me firmly in its sights.
I awoke with one stuffed nostril and a throat that ached when I swallowed. Throughout the day, the symptoms progressed to sneezes, the feeling of an elephant on my chest, and slight nausea around dinner. I have taken a nap and and am drinking my ginger ale. I'll be heading up to bed in just a few to gather my strength for teaching tomorrow.
I'm praying that this is the extent of my illness. I don't like being sick. Thankfully for me, I rarely am. Being off my feet with someone else in charge and running the house leaves me feeling a little disconcerted. It's the whole Supermom thing again, but I am learning to relax a bit more. My husband is learning to cook more meals and helps with homework and things around the house, which are blessings.
So if this thing progresses (which I really pray it doesn't), I know I'll be in good hands. Even as I keep my cape tucked under my PJs.
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