Posts Tagged ‘Illness’

I Am Absolutely Kidding About This, I Just Have A Mild Cold, So Any Ghastly Appearance Was A Preexisting Condition

October 30, 2019

The bad news is because I’ve been ill lately I haven’t been able to get the house decorated for Halloween.

The good news is because I’ve been ill lately I look ghastly enough that I won’t need a costume.

Today I’m Not Laughing

October 29, 2019

After posting yesterday, someone (having correctly divined that yesterday’s quote meant that I was indeed sick) recommended that I pack it in and go to bed early.  I laughed at this yesterday because I didn’t feel that bad, I was just have a bit of difficulty focusing.

It Really Would Be

October 25, 2019

Me:  (After dragging around the entire morning.)  Kiddo, I’m not sure that I’m sick today, but I’m going to act as if I am.  I mean I’m going to take care of myself like I would if I was sick, not that I’m going to start going around acting sick.

My son:  Yeah, that would be bad.

A Paraphrased Text Exchange With My Mom

January 17, 2019

Me:  (Updating her how I feel.)  Well, my order of tea, orange juice, soup, ice cream and cold medicine arrived, so I’m good for now.

Mom:  (Having her own issues at the moment.)  So we’re both just livin’ the dream today.

Me:  Absolutely!  When are we going to wake up, do you think?

And She DID Know Because I Was The Second Person Today With That Kind Of Order

January 16, 2019

Person Helping Me With My Groceries:  How are you doing today?

Me:  (Glancing down at my order of tea, orange juice, ice cream, soup, and cold medicine)  Nobody orders all this stuff together if they’re doing well, you know.

If You’ve Never Been There, Good For You

December 3, 2018

There’s a special level of sick when you’re an adult and a parent, the “watching afternoon television” level.

It Must Be Too, Because It’s Always Been Understood

October 2, 2018

Thanks to a phone call from Dad, I just realized something about myself.  When I’m at a particular level of not feeling well and I’m asked, “How are you doing?”,  I consider a monosyllabic grunt an adequate answer.

At Least I Wasn’t Nauseous

October 1, 2018

Over the weekend I struggled with something that hit me with bouts of nausea and/or fatigue, particularly after I ate.  This morning I awoke feeling . . . okay, but, sure enough, I felt mildly nauseous after breakfast.  Since I was pretty sure I wasn’t pregnant, this still seemed like an improvement over the weekend though, so I eventually approached the idea of lunch cautiously, but with a hint of optimism.  After lunch, my thoughts went as follows:

That was actually pretty good, and look at me, not even a hint of nausea!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . .

Everyone Just Keep Breathing And It Should Be Better Soon

April 10, 2018

One of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to watch is a sick child struggling to breathe and sleep at the same time, and got to do that in the comfort of my own home and with the knowledge it was nothing worse than a minor cold.

Hang in there little name-brother.  This candle is for you and yours.

A Cold Retort

January 18, 2018

What follows is an actual text exchange between me and my mom:

Mom:  “Bet you wish you, too, could be somewhere it’s 16 degrees that feels like 5.”

Me:  “It would interfere with my tea on the porch.”

Mom:  “Ouch.”

Me:  “I’m too sick to play softball today.”