The journey between here and there

Poor lil’ me. I’ve never been so freakn’ sick in the last 5 years. For the past 2 weeks it’s been horrible. Let me just say that I hardly ever get sick. I usually get sick once a year. When I do get sick, I usually get a sniffle, a runny nose and I sneeze a few times then it over. This time Holy Crapola….

A nasty lil’ bug climbed down my throat around the middle of November. Towards the end of November a frog jumped down my throat, and another nastier bug joined the party in my body. It was an attack and my immune system was losing the battle. I had the heat cranked in the house to +30C and I was still cold. My body was shivering, I couldn’t keep warm, my body was so achy and I was hacking up a lung. I sat around in a daze, snuggled up to a small electric 8x12 inch pillow thingy. I felt like I was going through menopause. I would get really hot, kick off the blankets then cool down and shiver like crazy. My voice sounded like a person who has smoked for the last 60 years. I miss my voice.

Nothing got done around the house. My biggest accomplishment was that I was able to take the kids to and from school. The rest of the time I curled up in bed feeling sorry for myself, letting the TV take care of my younger 2. Poor me! Poor lil’ me! Man, I hate being sick. Now I can empathize with people who get sick. Before I used to wonder what the heck their problem was, but man oh man now I know. I’ve never been knocked out this badly by some nasty bug before.

Thankfully I’m starting to feel better. You know the laundry situation is bad in the house when your 4 year old starts complaining.

“Mommy, I have no pants or pajamas to wear! You need to do some laundry! I can’t go around the house nekid you know!” Josh states.

So far I’ve done 10 loads of laundry and I’ve probably got another 10 more to go. I did 3 loads of dishes back to back in the dishwasher and have finally washed all the sticky gunk off the floor. I finally have some energy to get things done around this house. I know I’m starting to feel better when I get back into Hitler mode.

After 2 weeks of doing nothing the kids are now cleaning up their rooms and all their toys. I bet the kids miss the sick mommy. They got to have pizza 3 out of the 7 days of the week and all kinds of take out that was available for the rest of the 4 days. They got to watch TV till their eye balls fell out and did no chores around the house. The house was a sty and my lil’ piggies were happy rolling around in the filth. Yuck. Now the clean up begins. My energy is back and I’m getting ready for the Christmas craziness.