Sometimes bad days are there to remind you that you have good ones to look forward to ~ author unknown
I just don’t have enough middle fingers for today ~ author unknown
The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. ~ Dolly Parton
Today was a bad day….. not a terrible, horrendous, my life is completely over day….. just a grumpy, bad day. We all have them, don’t we?
So, first of all, I still have this virus/ illness, whatever it is. I am on day 6. Day one was mild, then I had four days of fever and not so fun symptoms, and today I was going to see the doctor, because I had had enough. So, I woke up this morning (after sleeping through the alarm) and I was still coughing up a storm, but the fever was gone. I was finally able to sleep this morning and had to wake up to go to the doctor appt. (drats!) I woke up and went and told her that my fever was gone and the only ongoing issue was this horrible coughing. She decided it could very well be pertussis and gave me antibiotics…. great, this will end soon…. finally.
I go to the market, get the prescriptions filled and random food I am willing to eat at the moment and as I am checking out (ten minutes after I walked in) I realized I forgot to feed the meter…. focused on the prescription and food, and was sick, and…. I calm myself, it has only been ten minutes, I won’t get caught – and then I look out the window…. sure enough, there is the meter guy writing the ticket……. I return as he is finishing – he sees I am sick and says to me, “feel better” – how kind of him….. now I have a $30 ticket.
Then I go home and try some cough syrup and nap and wake up with a fever….. the fever that was gone, now on day five. I wait to take my antibiotics until early evening because they need to be taken every twelve hours and I am NOT going to take them at 2 pm and have to get up at 2 am to take them again. They have to be taken on an empty stomach and you cannot eat for one hour after….. 45 minutes later I am reminded that I do not like this antibiotic (I had forgotten) – I am now doubled over in pain and cannot eat for another 15 minutes. 15 minutes later I eat and 30 minutes later I am fine.
The girls are steller – they even warm up their own dinner (leftovers) and watch a movie on the tv. They know I am not feeling well and I am not purposely neglecting them as I lie coughing on my bed. They read for a while and then head for bed (yes, I trained them well!) Now it is my turn to get ready for bed. I brush my teeth and as I am brushing my teeth I feel that awful cough phlegm that I have dealt with the last couple days. No problem, I am at the bathroom sink…. I clear my throat gutterally (gross, but effective) and I spit in the sink……… and then feel a big wet sticky glob on the thigh of my pajama pants……… yes, my phlegm was now adding a new color to the tie-dye pattern, a not so welcome color.
Thankfully, I had just done laundry two days ago, I had clean pajama pants…. I put one leg on, and then the other – and then fell down because both my legs were in the same pant leg (I swear I am not making this up).
And now, here I am writing to you, thinking that it would probably be best if I just sign off and quit while I am behind and hope that tomorrow goes better.
Today, 226 days ’til 40, was a bad day….. not horrific, but not good – it happens, and that is part of life. Tomorrow WILL be better!