Monday, January 5, 2015
The first day that I started to feel even a little better was an answer to my prayers as it was a day that I couldn't "phone in" as a mom. My girly had her Christmas program at school. That morning I was tasked with getting her extra ready for school. Girly dress, super fancy hair, and I even allowed her to have some of my lip gloss. She took so long that as we were leaving the house we watched her bus drive buy. Ugh! Worst. Feeling. Ever. Seeing that bus drive buy and knowing there's no way that your kid is going to be on it. So I let out a defeated sigh and piled my daughter, with her big bag of teachers Christmas presents, into the back of the car. And then I trudged back into the house for my purse. Limped would be a better word for it as my body had decided that it was super unhappy with me for being sick and so my arthritis wanted a part in making me miserable as well. I grabbed my sock monkey hat to cover my crazy-sick-hair that I had going on and shoved it on my head as I ran out the door.
About half way to L's school I realized that I was tired. T-i-r-e-d! Sleepy tired and the sluggish auto immune tired that I get as well. By the time I got my daughter to school my nose had decided to rebel against me and was actively trying to help all the snot, stuffed up in my sinus cavity, to meet with my upper lip. Ew. And that was about the time that I had to scrounge for some random fast food paper napkins, smelling like stale McDonalds, that I had once stuffed into the door of my car for "emergencies". Little did I know that I would be using them on my nose, which would feel like sand paper trying to take off the first few layers of my skin! Once that was taken care of I realized that my throat was also hurting and I remembered that I had just sent all the cough drops to school with my girly. A detour to CVS was called for.
As I crawled out of my car I fervently hoped that I wouldn't run into anyone at our community CVS. I limped down the cough isle of the store with my ratty yoga pants on. Hair was haphazardly sticking out my hat as it was somehow knocked crooked between school and my arrival at CVS. Or did I just put it on that way? Somewhere around the card isle, on my way to the register, I suddenly realized that I couldn't remember if I had even managed to put a bra on that morning before getting dressed. Did I? Or... didn't I?! Oh my goodness!!! Why did I NEED to go to CVS?! And, that was about the time my nose decided to start running again, with my sandpaper napkins in the car. So, I resorted to attempting to sniffling it back up my nose. As I hobbled up to the cashier he gave me a semi-horrified look and set about hastily ringing me up. I'm pretty sure he thought I was homeless.
Fortunately, I did not run into anyone I knew. And I had a few hours to get myself together before I had to go out into public again. Oh boy! I think next time me and my sock monkey hat will stay home!