The title of this post sounds like the name of a woefully misguided rock band. Try saying it three times fast. Or not. It was the best I could come up with.
The past few days have been exhausting. My DD20 is home with the flu and she has been sicker than I remember her ever being. The flu is nasty stuff. I took a vacation day yesterday to get some things done, but spent most of the day being Dr. Mom. Cancelled everything on my schedule today, as well.
I feel like I'm "coming down with something," only it hasn't quite happened yet. I'm hoping that flu shot I had last fall is busy doing its thing. Whatever that is. I woke up in the wee hours last night feeling feverish and achy, took some Tylenol and went back to sleep. Not feeling feverish anymore, but I ache all through my neck, shoulders and back. And I'm unaccountably tired. Maybe I have Flu-Lite.
We've been eating flu food. All the bland, essentially colorless and pretty much tasteless stuff. It's all DD wants to eat -- well, mostly she doesn't want to eat anything -- and it just seems easier for us to eat the same thing. Because I'm tired, that's why. Eggs, toast, ramen noodles, chicken, apple juice, more eggs, bagels, homemade chicken soup ["With just dumplings, mom, carrots would be gross."], cantaloupe, tea with honey, mac and cheese, pretzels, and of course more eggs.
I got her to eat a few strawberries yesterday, but I could tell it was just too much color. Maybe tonight we'll try some mashed potatoes.
If it's true we are what we eat, it's no wonder we're both feeling blah.
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One of my boss's kids has been down with the flu for over a week. Maybe it's the same variety. It's really hit the kid hard. Hang in there and don't negect taking care of yourself, Dr. Mom.
Please do take care of yourself as well as DD.
Maybe some Gatorade to keep up the electrolytes.
Just lots of rest and whatever tastes good at the time.
And lots of garlic as well! Not only does it keep you healthy, but it comes in handy if there are any vampires around.
sending healthy thoughts eastward...
Thanks, guys. Mostly I've been sleeping. And feeding the pitiful child. And making sure she took her medicine.
Garlic, huh? Well, it is sort of beige. I think the theory goes that if you eat enough of it, no one will want to get close enough to give you any germs. Though we did have garlic mashed potatoes.
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