Do you have great sick days? I know I had a few terrible sick days this week…too much to do, couldn’t stay in bed, fever getting me down, and everyone asking “why don’t you just stay home?”.
Well, today that all changed. I knew if I could make it to Saturday life would be good. 10 things that make a great sick day:
- wearing jammies – good any day, fantastic on a sick day
- not doing hair or make-up and having an excuse why I look so bad
- being able to let go of all chores and responsibilities – can’t always be done when you are sick, so when you can, it is heaven
- throwing your tissues on the floor – I know it’s gross, but when you are so sick you are blowing a lot, it feels right…as long as you know you have to pick them up once it starts feeling wrong, that’s when you know you are on the mend
- getting to sleep when and where you want – sometimes I move from spare room bed to my own bed to couch to bed, and on and on – today I decided I just wanted my bed, with my favourite pillow, my silk comforter, and an extra blanket to throw off when I got too hot
- people waiting on you – in my house, some sick days people wait on me and other sick days they don’t, it’s not always relative to the level of sickness so I haven’t really figured out why they do or don’t, but today was a day everyone did…I had tea, fresh water glasses, root beer, chicken soup and saltine crackers, chicken strips, and caramel popcorn – all without asking…heaven (the caramel popcorn was a bit rough on the scratchy throat, but I didn’t want to offend anyone so I went ahead and ate it)
- a quiet house – my house is almost always noisy, kids, music, t.v.’s, people talking, laughing, yelling, water running, vacuum cleaner (okay, that is a good noise), and teen-age neighbours walking in and out – it’s a nice noisy most days, but when I am sick, it’s overwhelming…tonight everyone is out working, playing at friends, a sweet 16 birthday party, watching a fight/hockey/something (I didn’t listen well enough), and there’s no noise in my house and I don’t have to pick anyone up
- medicine – oh sweet Nyquil, my new best friend, two fabulous caplets of bliss gave me 5 hours of sleep this afternoon where a jack hammer could have taken off the side of my house and I would not have noticed or cared (I could do a commercial for them any time they want)
- sick enough to stay in bed, on the mend enough to know this won’t last forever (this feeling usually kicks in about day 2 or 3 for me, this week it took until the 6th day…that’s how I know this bug was kicking my ass and not giving up)
- good friends who check on you and send wishes for feeling better – thanks to all my blog friends for the caring and humorous comments
The best sick day is usually followed by the “are you still sick, really?” day in my family. This means I have worn out the sympathy of those around me and I better start getting back to a normal routine. Based on the 20 hours of sleep I’ve had and the enjoyment of the last two hours of peace and quiet, I think I’ll be ready for the world again tomorrow.