There ARE No Sick Days

I have come to the conclusion that, once you are a mom, there are no sick days anymore. So it's a very good thing that, morning sickness excluded, I don't really get sick very often. A leftover benefit of working in hospitals and doctor's offices so long, is that I have a sort of Super Immunity! I will occasionally feel a cold coming on and will be able to fend it off with a good night's rest and an extra dose of vitamin C, but this time I was not as lucky.

And man, am I sick. I tossed and turned all night long, waking up congested, mutiple times. My sinuses are on fire. I had a dream that a man was kicking me in the head. I woke up knowing it was a dream, but feeling as if it had really happened. I also had the chills so I went downstairs for some water and took my temperature - 102. Ugh. I took some Tylenol and tried to go back to sleep, but again, no such luck. I was just too congested and uncomfortable.

Even with Tylenol, I am still an achy, fevery mess. I am coughing that rattley cough that comes from post-nasal drip. I am 100% sure that I have a sinus infection, but I am keeping fingers crossed that it is viral and I will kick it on my own. I am using saline spray and Vick's baby rub on my own chest. The one thing that I dislike about nursing is that I can't take anything for the congestion or cough.

Well, that's enough moaning for now. The kids haven't gotten the memo that Mommy is sick, one wants to snuggle and one wants to play with Play-doh.