Earlier today I shared this on my Facebook page:
I thought it was funny. Sometimes laughter is the best medicine.
Then an hour or so later, I started feeling bad.
And while I am fairly certain I do not have the swine flu, I am most definitely sick. Ever since about 10:00 a.m. today, I have felt extremely achy, feverish (101.6 at the highest so far), tired, congested, and my head is killing me. Heck, even my eyeballs hurt. I always know when I am sick when my knuckles hurt when I crack them. Yep, I'm sick.
The saddest part of all of this is that I didn't get to go weigh in at Weight Watchers tonight. I was really looking forward to getting out of the house. Matthew has been busy with work or church or the doctor (he was feeling bad on Monday) every weeknight this week, and I've been on dinner (ugh), bath, and bedtime duty with both boys for three nights in a row. Hmm...maybe that's why I'm sick. Mommy Duty Overload.
Either way, I am feeling horrible. Just horrible. Nothing seems to be helping, but thankfully I am not throwing up or having any other kind of nastiness. Just really achy. Especially my head. Did I mention that my head really hurts?
I was able to get both boys down for their naps early (with a lot of prayer to get Benjamin to go to sleep b/c he'd only been awake for about two hours from his morning nap) and then I took a two-hour nap. Unfortunately, when I woke up, I felt worse. But my mom graciously came over and got Andrew, and Matthew has been taking care of Benjamin nonstop since he came home. He also made me some really tasty peanut butter saltine sandwiches and poured just the right amount of Sweet N Low into my unsweet tea.
Then he took Benjamin and went to Walmart to buy me some Sprite. Regular, not diet. Because there are some things that you need when you're sick. Like Regular Sprite. And a shower. I think I finally feel unwoozy enough to manage a shower. I was having a hard enough time walking from one room to the other earlier today. The thought of having to lather my hair just made my head hurt even worse.
So let this be a lesson to us all. Don't make fun of something or you're gonna get it.
Nah, I still think that website is funny.
I only hope Andrew and Benjamin don't get sick. Especially because we have an appointment at Master Portrait on Saturday at noon to get family pictures taken. I hope I don't still look like death warmed over. At least I've lost 15 pounds and I don't feel like my face is as fat.
Oh, I forgot to update over here. Sometimes I put stuff on Facebook and forget about the blog. Sorry! As of last Thursday, my total weight loss (in nine weeks) was 14.8 pounds. I have no idea how much I lost this week. Maybe a pound? Maybe less? So we'll just say 15.
I can now wear a pair of jeans that I couldn't even zip before. That's the good news. The bad news is that before kids, they were my "fat" jeans. LOL
Also, we got a package in the mail today from my MIL. Birthday presents for me, Andrew, and "Ben." Plus a card where she wrote some sentimental hogwash. Sorry, I'm not buying it. Matthew and I opened it, unwrapped the presents, then put the entire box in the car to be taken to Goodwill. I just can't accept them. Mother's Day is next week, and Matthew has no plans to call her. At this point, there just isn't much to say. (If you don't know the back story, click here.)
Okay, off to shower. Maybe. All this fast typing and sitting up straight has made me hurt. I might just need some Sprite.