Nothing terrible, just an everyday cold. My throat is terrible sore and I have that general ick feeling; he's sniffly and cranky and DOES NOT SLEEP WHY GOD WHY.
But I'm awful at handling illness. It's not that I'm a complainer (that job goes to Husband, thank you) but that I totally shut down. The littlest bug, and I just want to curl up and sleep the pain away. It wasn't always like this. I used to be pretty tough at handling things. But my junior year of high school I got mono. I was supposed to stay home for at least six months, which meant I would have graduated late. I couldn't have that and so forced myself to go back early. Since then my immune system has been terrible, getting sick easily and then feeling thoroughly rotten. I have trouble keeping up my weight, and explode in staph infections every few months.
So I think I did something kinda sorta terrible to myself there.
My inability to bounce back quickly is really hurting me now, because taking care of Baby when he's sick is hard. Taking care of him when we're *both* sick is like JUST KILLS ME NOW. And since Husband is also ill it all falls on me.
(The very first time Baby was sick, it was during his first month immunizations - he had a cold, and then got all those terrible diseases, and my GOD was he ill. And so was I, everyone in the house was, and so not able to lend a hand. I literally did not sleep for three days. At all. And was still pumping every three hours. The morning of the fourth day, we took him to the doctor's, and then the store for medicine. When we got home I said, that's it, I need to lay down. Because I'm starting to hallucinate. So THAT was fun. But I did get a rest: the next week I had mastitis and was hospitalized. Wheee!)
But I did get a baby-free hour today, when I had to work (which was good, because the non-stop crying, it is ack). I have this freelance job - it pays well, just not often. But it's a little bit of income to help out here and there. And? I LOVE IT. I'm basically paid to be an English major, and I get to read and write and help people study FOR MONEY. I miss writing essays. AND HOMG READING.
Last night and tonight, I'm staying up till the wee hours of the dawn. Normally Baby only gets up once a night, but when he's sick? Every hour or more. It's just not worth sleeping at such an interrupted pace. So I thought of it is "me time", and knitted a bunch while reading, then drew. Tonight, I hope for the energy to write.
We totally missed out on Purim being ill. I'm going to channel that celebratory upside-down fever of the holiday into a story - I hope.
And now it is time for some tea.
[Husband: "More tea?"
Me: "For my throat."
Him: "I thought you were drinking it for the nausea."
Me: "...I LIKE TEA."]