A Day of Rest

I have been sick since Saturday.  I caught a cold from my 9-year-old and it turned into the flu but at this time of year, I have really bad allergies so it's hard to tell what I really have.  For two days I laid on the couch sniffling, body aching, and head throbbing.  I was finally able to sit up last night without my head pounding.  Today, I feel better, but still not 100%.

I think I got sick because I am running around doing too much stuff.  Friday was crazy.  I had a breakfast with friends; then I ran off to school to decorate for RIF; then we had a bake sale.  I didn't get home until 6:30pm and then David and I had a date.  We went to a concert.  That concert did me in.  They had a smoke machine and we somehow ended up standing right in front of it.  With my allergies, my eyes quickly reacted and started getting puffy and I started coughing. We also had to drink a coke that night to be able to stay up.  I never drink caffeine so I am super sensitive to it.  That night I didn't fall asleep until 2a.m. and then woke up at 9 to go to school to finish decorating for RIF.  I finished RIF at 5:30 came home and had dinner at a friend's house.  That night my head started pounding and it was all downhill from there.

I like how the kids and David pamper me when I am sick. They made me fresh-squeezed orange juice, fed me breakfast in bed, and kept coming in all day with little snacks for me. My favorite was the warm chocolate chip cookie with a glass of milk. Too bad I couldn't taste it because of my cold.  I thought I would take one day to recuperate, but I ended up napping most of yesterday. Poor Isabella had to play by herself on the bed while I napped. She did great. It's as if she knew that mommy was not feeling well and she should leave me alone.  

I am finally starting to feel well again and I am thinking about going in to school to help with the third grade fundraiser.  Part of me really wants to be there, but the other part of me thinks I should just stay home and let my body completely recover before I immerse myself in activity again.

It's nice to have a day that doesn't involve schedules or expectations, but I sure miss the bustle and hustle of my daily life.  I think I'll give myself one more day and tomorrow I'll jump right back in...

TTYL