The older I get, the more I understand how inconvenient it is to be sick.
When I was younger, I admit, being sick was not soo, soo bad.
If it meant I got to stay home from school, I could tolerate whatever ailment I had at the time.
I don' t recall being a very sickly child. As my memory serves me, all of the illness's I had were pretty short and painless.
But I sure thought I was sick a lot. You ask my family, and I guess I would agree, I have a tendency to be a hypochondriac.
If it was out there, I was sure I had it. It's a family trait and not such a bad one if you were to ask most of us, of which I can not, or won't try to substantiate.
But as I age, the truth is....being sick just plain sucks.
Last week, Saturday to be exact, I started to feel off, not sick per se, but not normal.
So since Donovan was with his dad, and I had no plans, I decided to call it a night around 8 p.m.
This would allow me to get some rest and perhaps regain whatever it was that I had lost.
Well, when I woke Sunday, I knew I was sick.
I could just tell, thing was I had no idea WHAT it was.
Here it is June and I felt like I had the flu. The kind where you ache and chill, and feel as if someone has taken a baseball bat to your entire body.

OH THE JOY!!!

I did the best I could, with an active 5 year old around to rest, but to no avail.. he wasn't sick and wasn't about to sit still so I could.
I even ended up working all week.
It wasn't until Wednesday, that my boss mentioned that Strep was going around.
hmmm. strep, well I had a lot of that in college, 4 cases in 4 months, and I had my tonsils removed that spring, so I couldn't have strep, no Tonsils, No strep right?
WRONG.........
I went to the Dr, and was told, and I quote, " You have a way off the charts, ragin' case if strep!!"
Great.. I have had it all week, have been going to work and exposing everyone I am around to it and here I thought that it was just a bug.

MY TOTAL BAD>>>

Well, anyway, Philip, the 8 year that I care for had it as well, an a smaller scale I suspect, as he seemed to recover before the first dose on antibiotics.
I am still sore back there, in my ground meat throat... and its 4 days into treatment.
I only write about it, cause this is my blog and I can write about whatever, but for the last week, that's about all my life was about. It will be over as fast as it came and I will move on to bigger issues in my life.
It's hard to be sick, it's not fun and I can't see why anyone ever wants to be sick.
But my recovery is in sight and I am sure by mid-week I will be all better and this will be forgotten.

I can see the end, and its called The Road to Wellness!! I am on it and doin' fine.