I Need Me

Well.

I am on day 6 of the flu from the 7th circle of Dante's inferno.

I've had high fevers, major night sweats, chills, aches, pains, congestion and coughing.  For 6 days.  Fevers?  Don't respond to ibuprofen or acetaminophen.  Coughing?  Has left me with bruised ribs.  Attitude: Baaaaaaaad.

And now, on day 6, when this MF-er is going to make me miss my mom's birthday lunch tomorrow, I am seriously pissed off.  Enough to use the phrase "pissed off," which is a phrase I really hate.

And I've learned that there's really only one thing I need when I am sick: ME.  I need ME.  I need someone to do the things I do.

There really oughta be a law against this sort of thing, this mothers-getting-sick thing.

The lesson here, of course, is to listen to my body.  Last Friday, I could feel myself getting sick.  I completely ignored the signs, and kept up my usual break-neck speed of work, kids, volunteering, cooking, cleaning, etc. for the entire weekend.  Hit a brick wall.  Again, and again, and again, and again.


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Let me be a warning to you: listen to your body, or your body will make you her bitch.


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Comments

Oh, no! What an awful week! Hope you're feeling better soon...

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