Saturday, October 8, 2011

Not feeling so hot

Well, it was bound to happen.  I could feel it creeping up on me ever so slowly, but with surity.  Each night I was going to bed just a little later, working on this or that, and getting up by 6:00 am every day to take the kids to seminary and work a full day (Thursday was a 1/2 day).  By Wednesday I knew I needed a good night's sleep or I would regret it, by Thursday I was feeling run down, but by Friday morning I felt sluggish, and by Friday night I was sick.

It's just what I tell the kids:  every choice has a consequence.  I chose to stay up to finish this, or complete that - but it cost me.  Ugh!

I have lost my voice, my upper chest feels horrible and my head aches.  I am grateful I didn't get what Marissa had.  I don't have a fever, no body aches or pains, no chills and sweats.

Saturday it really took it's toll on me.  Marissa and her friend Katie had to be at NOHS by 6:20 - that meant leaving the house at 6:00 am - another early morning (and I thought Saturday's are for sleeping in).  When I woke I had no voice.  Then Devon had to get up for a practice and road side trash pick up.  Then Robert had to get up to get ready for his meet.
Water and breakfast worked a small miracle, but shortlasting.   Robert and I had to leave at 10:00 am and didn't get back until after 3:00 pm - 5 hours for a XC meet - that's just too much.  With each meet I wanted to cheer, I tried to cheer, but my voice sounded terrible and it hurt so much to say anything.  After getting back home all I wanted to do was rest - but no… Robert was doing service at the neighborhood party from 4-6:00, and Devon had to get to work by 5:30.  (Did I ever mention that all I do is drive - yes).

Well, I am finally home.  Dishes are done.  Work is being ignored.  The kids, me and a video are going to disappear into the basement with some hot chocolate a warm blanket.

They will get to go to sleep after the movie, but I will have to stay up to get Devon from his job at 12:00 midnight.  Another late night.  Is there no rest for the weary?

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