I thought moms weren’t allowed to get sick. Isn’t that some sort of Code among mothers?
Kids can go from one illness to the next, dads fall by the wayside when the sniffles hit, but moms (stalwart and strong) walk confidently through the colds, flus, and plagues of the winter months.
Isn’t that a flattering picture!
Would someone please explain to my immune system that I do NOT have time to be sick. I have to teach school and take care of my family. I can’t read books with a scratchy throat and runny nose. Our church is hosting a marriage conference this weekend and I have responsibilities. There’s no time in my schedule for napping!
Stop taking my picture, I’m sick!
Usually I sail through these times with nary a sniffle or cough. I’m available to hand out tissues, dispense medicine and offer helpful suggestions like: “Drink plenty of liquids. Have some tea. Get back in bed and rest a bit.”
Not this time. Someone put on the water and get me some tea!
Thank goodness I bought some delicious new teas this weekend.
Now to find the perfect spot for a nice nap.