Thursday, October 28, 2010

the sickly house

Lila is finally starting to feel better from the antibiotics. And of course the 3 times a day fight to the death between me, her and the saline spray and nose suction bulb. She almost drew blood this morning with her swats at me to get away.

But of course just as she is feeling better, I start going downhill. Tuesday I woke up with a sore throat and headache but I just attributed it to 3 nights of having a sick, restless baby sleeping beside me in bed. By the way, how do you people that co-sleep do it?? I about lost it after 3 nights of waking up with every movement!

Anyway, I plowed through the day on Tuesday trying to get as much work done as possible and downing hot tea like it is my job. But Wednesday morning revealed the truth that I was indeed sick. Brian took Lila to daycare so I could wallow in my sickness on the couch sans baby. About mid-day I decided I needed to find out if this was something more serious than the flu and headed off to urgent care. Where they made me wear a mask. I have never felt more self-conscious than sitting in a doctor's waiting area with a mask over my face that screams "INFECTIOUS DISEASE."
So apparently my flu vaccine was basically useless. Because I have the flu. One month after taking the flu vaccine. As a new mom, I had not thought about how my sick days would change. Usually a sick day for me looks something like this: lounge in bed and whine at Brian while he is getting ready for work, sit on the couch and drink tea and watch my standard "sick movies." Sick Movies are key: there is "Newsies" which reminds me to persevere in my day and try to feel better, "Sound of Music" which reminds me to not become a governess and to stay away from Nazis and of course, "Little Women" which reminds me why I am glad I have running water, central heat and how cute Winona Ryder was before she become a weird shoplifter.
Being sick with a baby means that I still have to wake up early with her, give her a bottle and clean her dirty laundry while I am home (since you cannot pass up time at home without cleaning the mountains of little socks and burp rags that accumulate throughout the week). I think Brian felt bad for me having to still be responsible and not revert to an 8 year old on the couch because he brought me home tulips, oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and a mango orange smoothie. And then he held the baby while I watched "Little Women" because I really could not give up that crucial part in my getting better process.

Sometimes I get the feeling
that aspirin companies are sponsoring my headaches.
~Terri Guillemets

3 comments:

Casey Martinez said...

Hun, you are really getting wiped out aren't you. I'm so sorry! Wish I could help you in some way. I"ll be praying for a speedy recovery for you and I hope you are able to rest. You need it and deserve it right now!!

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Christine said...

ahhh... this too will pass. i believe we all have to experiance our first 'Mommy cold' aka-the post baby had it now i do cold


it gets better and you learn to be super preventative next go around :) we co-sleep, sometimes by choice, sometimes by chance... its tough but we also know they won't be little for long so we cuddle and lose countless hours of rest doing it