sick

I can remember when I was younger and would pretend to be sick to stay home from school. I would even go as far as putting the thermometer up to a lightbulb to make my fever look higher. {that is until it got a little to hot and burned my tounge...OUCH}
My mom would stay home with me, or sometimes I would go camp on my dads couch in his office. They waited on me hand and foot, made me sprite and crackers, soup, or whatever it was that I needed.....
Some things never change.


I'm am a sad little sick girl. It started last week when D was sick. He had a fever and a horrible cough.....of course this was the week Jason was out of town....
D slowly got better and I slowly started to feel a little tickle in my throat. Then B started to have a slight cough. I started to cough a little bit more, but figured it was just a little cold.
I would work through it, do the laundry, clean house....blah blah blah. Yesterday I went into work and although I felt pretty lousy...I worked through the day.
After work I went to the doctor {only because Jason said he was going too and I figured I'd get a little boost to get better faster}
At the doctor, she surprised me when she told me I was actually SICK.... Mind you I try and milk it big time when I'm sick... I mean BIG TIME. But I didn't think I was REALLY sick......
Turns out, I have tonsilitis, and Jason is right behind me with "almost" tonsilitis.
I got home after the doctor and its like I hit a brick wall, my fever shot up, I was shivering and it was like I was under water. My head was so full and congested I seriously though I was run over by a bus. I do not remember the last time I was that sick. I went to bed at 9:00 and both of my sweet kids must have known that I needed rest because they BOTH slept till about 10 am! WOW!
Now, back to the chicken noodle soup.... Last night my sweet mom whipped some up {after a sad little text from yours truely} and had my dad deliver it to us. Love them so much! I'm pretty sure the soup is what made me feel better, {not the HUGE shot that made my butt sore,OW-EE or the Z-pac}
Anyway, thanks to my amazing husband and my great parents, I am hanging in there.... and just about on the downhill side of recovering. UGH! I DO NOT like being sick!