I just can't get sick. Mommies can't get sick. Everyone else does except mommies, right? My boys and husband have caught colds and I've been pretty indestructble. My immune systems balks at the tiny microbes that try to take me down. Germs? Bacteria? Aaah phooey! Well, that's what I thought but my body is saying otherwise.. It appears that an unknown germ has entered my body and I am unable to fight back. My throat hurts, I have phelgm hanging from the walls of my throat and lungs, I am coughing and sneezing ... ugh ... I have been overpowered by this microscopic bacteria and I hate it.
Getting sick would wreck my schedule. Schedules are imperative for me and my boys. It keeps me going and fairly sane. It alleviates the unknown for my boys which in turn removes any additional stress. But if I am confined to my king size bed all would go to crap in a minute. B-Dad would have to take the armadillo to school ... I couldn't have my tires replaced (one of my tires has a nail embedded) ... Who will cook the aramdillo's contribution to his school's valentine party? ... Who will take the armadillo to his class? ... Blah blah blah ... Am I stressing enough?
I need to relax ... take a deep breath ... and take a couple of daytime cold pills ... wish me luck.