Momma's don't get sick
On the one hand, nobody ever told me this rule. On the other...you'd think I would have figured it out by now. The "Momma's don't get sick" rule. (Or wives either) But as I sit here in the complete silence of my own house...silence brought on by computer games being shut down for the night, and children in bed, and husbands still out for the evening...I look around me and realize that Oh My God...what was I thinking taking three days to be sick!?!? It began Thursday, when I awoke with a scratchy throat. I also slept with the windows open, so I chalked it up to a sinus/allergy thing, I'd work my way through it and I'll be fine. Nope. Friday morning, my voice was gone and my throat was worse. Super. It was a "real" sore throat. I took it easy, did the noodle soup thing...the ice cream thing...lots of water...LOTS of water. (And I don't generally drink too much water) Consequently, there were a lot of trips to the bathroom als...