AuburnChick's Adventures

Tis the season for being sick.

First, let me say that as a first year teacher, I think I’ve been rather lucky.  I caught a cold the second or third week of school, but I got through it without a problem.

I’ve had students come in with running noses, stuffy heads, and tummy aches…and I haven’t gotten sick.

Even when sickness hit my own home, I managed to steer clear of it…or so I though.

Last night, I attended two girls’ soccer games.  I took 1900+ pictures.  I ate chili from the concession stand.  I sat with friends and enjoyed myself immensely.

Life was good.

Until 3:15am.

Don’t you just hate being woken up in the middle of the night with the most horrendous stomach ache ever?

I trotted myself to the bathroom, thinking it would be a one-trip deal.

Oh.  My.  Gosh.

All I have to say is that I had the worst pain I can remember in several years.

One bad thing about getting sick in the middle of the night is that you are completely exhausted, but the potty just isn’t the bed.  You try to make yourself comfortable, but you can’t.  You find yourself nodding off, but then you wake up as another spasm of pain rolls through your body.

It was the height of misery.

Just when I thought I might be okay, I returned to bed, glancing at the clock as I slipped between the covers.

Forty five minutes had elapsed.

I was still in terrible pain, but I managed to doze off…for maybe fifteen minutes.

More pain.

Another trip to the bathroom.

Misery.

When I finally returned to bed, Molly looked at me.  I could tell that she had been wondering where I had been.

Two more visits ensued before I was finally able to sleep until noon.

I managed to stay up for, maybe, an hour, before returning to bed, where I slept until 5pm.  Rooster was playing his Xbox in the same room, but I didn’t hear anything.

A note about Rooster.

As you read in one of my other posts this week, he was sick with suspected Strep, and he stayed home from school three days while I did my best to take care of him while working.

This sweet, 16 year old boy of mine was the kindest I’ve ever seen him.  I could tell that he was really worried about me.  He got me Gatorade without complaining.  He did his chores without complaining.  He asked me if I wanted him to vacuum.  He didn’t want to disturb me.  I gave him the day off since I didn’t feel like listening to the machine run.

I am so used to taking care of everyone else.  It has been nice to be taken care of.

I am a basket case right now.  I despise being sick.  I had planned on getting ahead on my lesson plans.  Nothing got done.

Sigh.

I’m still feeling sick.  Whatever intestinal ailment I have is brutal.  I’m going to try to rest up…skip church in the morning to recoup.  Hopefully I will feel better by Monday.

Tis the season.

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