Right before I went to bed last night I started feeling kind of funny. I woke up this morning not feeling so great at all. I was (and still am) achy, weak, sweaty, nauseous, you name it. Joshua stayed home to take care of the kids and I have pretty much slept all day. I think I picked up whatever Andrew got the day after Christmas. My whole body just hurts and I feel kind of seasick. It almost feels like the first trimester of a pregnancy, having no energy and just trying not to throw up, except that I’m not pregnant. Really. NOT PREGNANT. Don’t get excited.
I tried getting up and getting ready, only to go back to bed shortly after 8 a.m. I slept off and on til noon, when Joshua brought me some soup. I was awake for a couple of hours, and then slept hard again until after five. Joshua came in the bedroom to ask me if I wanted dinner and I told him I had no idea that I could sleep that much. He said, “Oh, I knew you had it in you.”
He’s probably right.
Wednesday, when I dropped Judah off at her preschool, one of the other moms said to me as we were leaving, “You look like you’re getting some rest these days.” I must have looked pretty haggard before, but I thanked her for the compliment. At this rate, I should be glowing by Sunday.
Anyone want to come over and take care of me?