don’t we all love being sick…?

NOT!!
Really, who enjoys being cooped up in bed, especially when all you’re doing is sleeping.
It all started Friday night, with a glass of wine*.  Just a little, as I could feel the ‘head’ coming on, and really didn’t fancy having one glass knocking me flat on my back.  That’d look real good wouldn’t it.

Thursday night I had a crap sleep, and Friday I was feeling, weird, all day. I couldn’t put my finger on it, just weird.

So, Friday night, after my wine, as I now know what is coming my way, I take one of those cold ‘n’ Flu pills that are either for night or day use.  I must have been sick as during the night while wiiiide awake, I wondered if I had indeed taken the wrong pill. There was sleep happening, but not enough to feel any kind of rested.
Yup. Sure enough when I checked the packet, day pill gone.

First thing I said on Saturday morning… “I’m not going anywhere today…” which thankfully was met with agree-ance.  No arguing on how I was feeling.  My boys all left the house (to work and visiting friends) and my routine began: sleep 2 hrs, get up, more Panadol & drink, sleep 2+ hrs… repeat 4 times and finally rise at 5.30 when they arrived home  – wanting their pizza for dinner. What?!  thank goodness for pre made bases and 2 boys who helped. Hubby looks good, although slightly uncomfortable with a rolling pin.  He makes everything food-wise look awkward.  Gotta say though, they were the best pizzas I’ve made in a while. 😉

Nothing like spending all day in bed and looking like death warmed up with a really Bad Hair Do when you greet people at the door.  Feeling like your head is about to explode and tired enough to just curl up in a corner and sleep.
Son #2 asked if I felt better, son #1 said “you look like shit mum”, gee thanks Ryan.

Nine thirty comes and this time I check the packet and get the right pill.  Hoping it was going to knock me out, I chilled with a drink then went to bed.
Ha!! Not likely, took me ages to get to sleep and still didn’t sleep well.  Maybe I’d had too much already..?  I don’t think so.

This morning?? Bounced out of bed.  The best part of being sick, specially a 24hr thing, is the feeling when you wake and know it’s all gone.  That feeling of energy, and actual willingness to do things.  A shower and food just tops it off, and you’re ready to face the world.
Woohoo!! Laugh and scream and run around like a lunatic – well, you don’t actually do it, you just want to.

There’s something about the way your body recuperates that is just so cool. How it just knows there’s something wrong and if you don’t listen, it makes you.  Knocks you for 6 if it has to. And keeps you there til it says “ok, you’re ready now”.
I’m not often sick (thankfully) so when it happens I try to ‘bask’ in it… yeah right, like that works.  I have the original Mr Nice guy.  So sympathetic he is.  Not.  Sure he cares in his own way.  But as I don’t get ‘man-flu’ it’s not that bad apparently, and I just have to soldier on.  I can be grateful that the last few times I’ve been sick, he’s been home to care for the kids… Plus I have way too many things I need to do this week to be sick anyway.

Hoping none of my southern (hemisphere) friends are getting sick while my northern friends are enjoying the warmth (sticky humid yuck) of summer 🙂

Jennifer – smiling once again 😀
Chillin’ out with the radio playing their Sunday 80’s Night while I write – Rock on!! some real corkers in there with the good stuff.

*(I have 6 free bottles that I need to review for Naked Wines Aus. Maybe a Wine review post for another day).