As I am writing this, it is 5:02 am from my bath tub. You may ask yourself why this is in any way significant, well, I will tell you. I am sick. Not just some sniffles and a little cough sick, but the deep ache in your joints, can’t sleep because you are too hot then too cold sick. This is the third day of this for me. My son started with it last Monday night. Then two days later my daughter started followed by me. Apparently, my husband is the only one in the house with an actual immune system.
I am miserable with a capital M. I am also tired and all I want to do is sleep. I took some sudafed last night because the pressure in my head was going to make it explode! Now, there is no pressure but no sleep either. My husband came home from work by 2pm yesterday so I could rest. You know as soon as I got sick the kids started feeling better.
That is how my life works. I survived until he got home and then I fell asleep. I woke up and at some soup and fell back to sleep. Now I can’t sleep because my icky, achy body somehow feels it has had enough sleep for now. Which is how I am writing this sitting in my bathtub praying to all that is holy to let my body know it is okay to sleep some more.
My son is Autistic with a side of ADHD. So you might be wondering how I know when he is sick. He slows down to normal kid speed. I feel bad for the kid, I mean I can only imagine what his world is like trying to do so many things at once and if his speed talking is anything to go by, his brain is just racing along about a million miles a minute. So, when he is sick, he slows way down. Plus, when the kids are sick they don’t feel well enough to fight. I know they are feeling better when they are starting to annoy each other again. Normally, I would take that in stride, but now I am sick and I just wanna die in peace.
I am doing my best to not wake the whole house. I am trying to soothe my achy joints with a hot bath and get all this out of my head while sitting here. In Hope’s of when I am finished I can and will go back to sleep. Thanks for listening to me complain and the ravings of a really sick woman.
– love & light