Everyday Dose Of Reality
It is official. I have reached my personal limit of illnesses at one time. I don’t know how much more I can take to be honest. I have spent the last month dodging sneezes, coughs and pink eye from the kids. Four days ago it all caught up with me and each day since then I wake up to a new added thing.
The pressure in my head has to come close to rivaling Mount Saint Helen’s, pre blowing her top. At least the trots have slowed down and the vomiting per day is at a low. My right ear finally came unplugged, although I woke up this morning to my left ready to pop. I have a lovely shade of pink eye going today as well. Ah nothing like a pond scum film over an itchy, grainy eye.
I was standing at the kitchen sink today scrubbing away and Macgyver slides up behind me. His hands on my hips laying his best Joey from Friends impersonation on me.
Macgyver: “How you DOin”? Pressing his pelvis into me.
Me: Pushing my chest into the deep sinks lip causes me to break out into a barrage of coughing. In turn making my nose, which is now a faucet run like mad. The running snot makes my blood shot and itchy pink eye start to twitch. I turn around and look at him with my one good eye focused.
Macgyver: “ Eww Oh my god honey. You look really bad, I can see every vein in your eye”.
Me: “Wha? Don’t you want some of this”? Hands sprawled as if I had the Mona Lisa on display.
He backed up from me almost like I had scurvy. Rain check, I get it. Catch you next port sailor, argh matey!