Overall I’m a pretty healthy person. Lots of it is just dumb luck, really. I wash my hands, I try to remember to use antibacterial gel when I leave stores (because OMG GROSS) and I take my vitamins. But now and then, no matter what we do, we ALL get sick. It’s inevitable (even moreso once you have kids in your house who bring home fun germs from daycare and preschool!)
For the past three weeks, our house has been filled with the sounds of coughing, hacking, sniffling, and general whining. Dan was first, then me and the girls. The main complaint has been this awful, nagging cough that will just NOT. GO. AWAY. Dan’s is finally just about gone. Mine turned into a sinus/upper respiratory infection that required 5 days of antibiotics to clear my head. At one point during one night when Audrey woke up, I was so dizzy from my stuffy head, I ran into a wall. And for a while, my coughing was so bad that my ribs and ab muscles were ACHING. During one coughing fit, I felt something POP in my neck/throat. I just… I never knew the human body could produce so much phlegm. I mean REALLY. (You are welcome for the TMI, by the way.) And I almost DIED choking on a cough drop in the middle of the night.
I think Audrey got away without anything too awful- a cough and some sniffles for a week or so. She’s quite the trooper, I gotta say. Maggie still has the cough and just last night and today is complaining about ear pain and she’s got ‘yuckies’ in her nose. I scheduled a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow. It’s been over 2 weeks for her and enough is enough.
(This is where I point out that she is almost 4 and a half and I think this is only her 2nd ear infection ever. Pretty darn impressive considering she’s been in daycare part time since she was 10 weeks old. Also: formula fed from 6 weeks on. Ahem.)
Aaaaaaanyway, through this whole coughing thing, we’ve been going about our daily lives because really, it hasn’t knocked us out so much that we can’t function. I’ve been sending the girls to daycare because let’s be realistic, I cannot keep them home for three weeks! That’s just not practical. Momma’s gotta work. But what really sucks? IT IS SUMMER. We should not be this sick in the summer. Being sick sucks. Being sick in the summer? Double sucks. I think we can all agree on that.
This whole fun experience got me thinking about all the times I’ve been sick (not counting when I was 10 and had kidney surgery- that wasn’t just your average germfest) and I started ranking them. Because apparently coughing your brains out for days and days and days makes you very contemplative about illness.
1. Mono. I was 16. I missed a couple of weeks of school and then I think I went half days for a couple of weeks. And it took me MONTHS to feel normal again. All I could do was go to school and then come home and take a nap. Which is not normal for a 16 year girl. My throat and glands were so swollen I remember the secretary in our school office commenting on how large my neck looked because apparently it was VISIBLE from the outside. EW. I was a hot mess, man. Not recommended. Definitely ranks at the top.
2. Shingles. This one wasn’t so much awful as it was WEIRD. I was 17. There was a theory that it was all tied to the mono I’d had the previous year, weakening my immune system and giving me shingles. Old people get shingles! I missed some school, mostly because I had to be careful who I exposed to the virus (in case you aren’t aware, it’s related to the chicken pox) I had a rashy thing on my side/back where the virus had infected a nerve. And maybe a fever? I remember a headache and a backache. Bizarre.
3. Bronchitis. I’ve had it twice REALLY bad. Once in college. I was sitting in an evening lecture and I could actually FEEL my body giving in to The Sick. Within 20 minutes, I swear, I was sweating and shivering and coughing. I stumbled my way back to my dorm in the swirling snow (FREEEEEZING temperatures, middle of January? I think?) and collapsed in my bed for like three days. The next time was the year after we got married, New Years Eve. I remember ringing in 2003 by coughing so hard on the couch that I seriously thought I was going to see blood coming up. HAPPY NEW YEAR, HONEY!
4. Stomach flu. I am not a puker. I went twelve years without puking. (WHERE’S MY MEDAL??) Two pregnancies, VERY strong nausea. No puking. I hate it and I will fight it SO. HARD. But there are times when… yeah. It’s just not possible. My streak ended a few years ago (pre-Maggie) when I caught some nasty thing around my birthday. Then when Maggie was around two, Dan and I BOTH caught something (from her, of course. She likes to share!) Both parents, down for the count, with a now-healthy-toddler running around the house? Not ideal, my friends. The last time was in April after we got home from Vegas. Apparently my punishment for having a fun trip is fever and the shakes and puking for two days. Lesson learned!
5. This Cough Thing. Yup. It makes the cut. Not so much for the severity of it or that it incapacitated me for days like some of the other illnesses. But because it is FREAKING ANNOYING. And anytime you are sick with ANYTHING for ANY length of time with two kids to chase after? Sucks.
What are your worst sicknesses? Also: go wash your hands.икони на светци