Of the flu, that is. Not the world.
Even though we are having yet another dark and rainy day.
Since I have been out of the house once in the last eleven days I'm setting up a breakfast date with a friend for Saturday.
The last fever appeared in Sunshine's tired little body yesterday at lunch. No one has a fever today. Yet.
At least two of us are still coughing. Last night as I was putting fresh sheets on the children's beds I coughed so hard I tooted. My husband laughed at me and of course got me laughing too. Laughing and coughing so hard I could hardly breath and my head hurt. It was quite the memorable moment.
Really, though, isn't it a privilege to nurse your children through illness? To smooth their brow, bring them a cold cloth for their feverish forehead, administer medicine and just rub their back and let them know how much you love them. That's what mom's are for. I know I still want my mom when I am sick. Somewhere I heard that wounded soldiers on the battlefield call out for their mothers, not their wives. I want to be that kind of mom, don't you?
My problem is that I feel so guilty when I am sick as well and cannot attend to their needs as well as I would like. I get into airplane survival mode and take care of myself first. I am known to take the last of the orange juice, or the last oscillococcinum. Selfish creature am I.
I am also feeling extra cranky about going to OB checks and waiting in the same waiting room with sick patients. Why should pregnant women, who are considered high risk for H1N1 increase their risk by sharing space with infected patients, masks or no masks? We came down with this three days after my last appointment. Maybe that's not where the bug came from, but it sure makes me wonder how many appointments I can skip. It also tempts me to reconsider home birth. I really would if I were not so messy in labor. My water breaks first, I vomit and I have such terrible back labor that I am resigned to getting an epidural after experiencing three excruciating labors and one manageable epidural labor. In the meantime I fantasize about clinics offering separate waiting areas for sick/well patients.
Anyway.
We are now stocked up with elderberry and echinacea if a flu bug should strike twice this season. Puffs with lotion we need more of. Ditto Emergen-C and Lemon Ginger Echinacea juice.
Hope you are well. Guard your immunity!