Being Sick SUCKS (especially when you're Single!)

Today was not a good day. Actually, let's go back to yesterday. I went to work and made it through only by God's grace. It was rough. I knew something was wrong. So I called the doctor to make an appointment for this morning. The plan was to go the the doctor then head on in to work. Well...that was MY plan. My BODY had other plans. Between continuous trips to the bathroom and a recurring nightmare that I dreamt all night...I didn't get a lick of sleep...not a drop.

How odd it was to just keep having the same dream over and over again. I kept dreaming that a customer ordered a product that didn't exist. Of course, we couldn't tell him that it didn't exist because we had his order in house. But there was no way that the order could be filled...because the product didn't exist. It was never ending. THIS is what I dreamt...ALL NIGHT LONG.

So I get up this morning, with plans to get ready for work and my body just wasn't havin' it. I was only out of bed for about 5 minutes and I broke into a cold sweat and got all shaky. I headed right back to bed. I knew this wasn't gonna be good.

It was then that I realized there was no way that I'd make it through an entire day at work.

So here comes the sucky part. I'm a mom with 3 people to take care of and shuffle to and fro. So a sick day from work doesn't mean a sick day from work at home. With fever and all I had to get everybody to where they had to go this morning. After all...the world doesn't stop revolving just 'cause I'm sick.

After I dropped them off I headed to the doctor. Got my diagnosis and headed back home to bed because the fever was back again.

Slept til 2 then woke up so that I could go get my prescriptions. Yep...I had to go get 'em cause there's nobody who's gonna pick 'em up for me.

But at 2:00 my body wasn't ready to get movin' again and I found myself right back in bed for another hour.

Finally at 3:00 I head over to get the prescription. Then I stop off at the grocery store to pick up something for dinner. Yes...even with a fever...the show's gotta go on, and I've gotta make dinner for my kids. The world doesn't stop because I'm sick.

I knew it was bad when the checker and the bag boy both looked at me like I was GREEN. I sure felt green. The checker asked if I was ok, and I gave her my honest answer...no.

So I get home and can only muster up enough strength to bring in the perishables. I put 'em away and head where...you guessed it...BED.

And that's where I stayed til 6:00 when I had to go get the kids from the park & take 'em to their next spot. Choir rehearsal. I dropped 'em off & told 'em I'd be back when they were done.

Got home. Crawled into bed.

Got up around 7:00 to start preparing dinner. I chopped 2 tomatoes and felt like I was gonna pass out. This is so not cool.

Finally got dinner ready and was about to head off to get the girls from rehearsal when the clouds parted and I got the break I needed. Someone else was going to bring them home. Thank God!

So that was my day. Gonna go take another dose of the medication so that I can get myself together for work tomorrow. Sick or not, better or worse, I gotta do what I gotta do because 3 people are counting on me and I can't let 'em down regardless of how crummy I feel when on days like today.

Thankfully, I'm an extremely healthy person and can count on one hand the number of times I get sick each year with fingers left over. That's a blessing!

Let the DIALOGUE begin! When YOU'RE sick, who takes care of you?

Talk to me!

Til next time...