IT Can Wait
It is hard to take care of a household when the person who takes care of everyone is sick. The other day I woke up with a slight sore throat and a slight headache. I didn't stop long enough to think much of it. I kept going doing what I had to do and eating soup for most of the day and drinking tea. I was hoping that by the end of the day all would be good and I would be back to normal. I went to bed feeling not good but not worse for the wear. Then yesterday morning I felt a tad worse but nonetheless I had things to do and I told myself I couldn't be sick because who was going to do these things that needed to be done. I needed to educate a kid, cook for him and my mom, make sure my mom took all her meds, help her put on her sweater when she was cold and help her take it off when she got warmer. I had to do dishes, dust furniture, make up beds, pick up medications and twenty other things so I just pushed forward. But, today was a different day.
I woke up feeling worse then I had the last two days . My throat was killing me and I sounded like a sick frog when I talked. I could barely eat the scrambled eggs I cooked for breakfast. I made myself some "tummy time tea" that I found in the cabinet and sat down for a minute or two or at least tried too. I didn't have a choice by noon I was all out of energy. Everything that could possibly ache in my body almost did. I reclined the chair and before you know it I was being rudely awakened from a nap that I hadn't noticed that I was taking. I just remember closing my eyes for a second and the next thing I knew a prankster ten year old was tickling my feet and laughing. I didn't have the energy to laugh or tell him to stop.
The rest of the day I managed to rest some and do some and then rest some more. The dishes didn't get done today but heck they aren't really going anyplace. I don't think the dish fairy will come during the night and wash them for me as hard as I wish that was possible. But, dishes can wait, dusting can wait and I can wait another day.
I woke up feeling worse then I had the last two days . My throat was killing me and I sounded like a sick frog when I talked. I could barely eat the scrambled eggs I cooked for breakfast. I made myself some "tummy time tea" that I found in the cabinet and sat down for a minute or two or at least tried too. I didn't have a choice by noon I was all out of energy. Everything that could possibly ache in my body almost did. I reclined the chair and before you know it I was being rudely awakened from a nap that I hadn't noticed that I was taking. I just remember closing my eyes for a second and the next thing I knew a prankster ten year old was tickling my feet and laughing. I didn't have the energy to laugh or tell him to stop.
The rest of the day I managed to rest some and do some and then rest some more. The dishes didn't get done today but heck they aren't really going anyplace. I don't think the dish fairy will come during the night and wash them for me as hard as I wish that was possible. But, dishes can wait, dusting can wait and I can wait another day.
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