Mind Doesn't Always Triumph Over Matter

I’ve tried to deny this for a full week.

I haven’t had much to say on the blog, but all my Facebook posts have been full of rainbows and butterflies.

I generally subscribe to the camp of “Fake it ‘til you make it,” and it generally seems to work.

But I can’t hide it any longer.

We.Are.Sick.

It started last Sunday with B…cough, fever, and then vomiting.

We went to the pediatrician on Monday, and he confirmed it was just a cold. 

I kept B home from school on Tuesday, but sent A, since she seemed to be fine.

Tuesday afternoon, I went to the doctor to check on the nastiest cough I’ve ever had, which – by that time – had been hanging on for about 10 days.  He confirmed that it was just a cough, and prescribed some cough medicine.

B had really tough days on Tuesday and Wednesday, and by Thursday morning, A didn’t look quite right.

Thankfully, B was turning a corner for the better by Thursday lunch, but by Thursday afternoon, A was sick.

We muddled through Friday.  By Saturday, B was well, but A was still sick…and by then, so was I.  I called my doctor back, and I was so thankful he called in a prescription for me.

Saturday was rough.  But thank goodness it was finally the weekend, and Daddy was home.  B was feeling mostly fine, but A was still very pitiful, and this mama needed some rest.

Today is Sunday…Day 8, if you’re counting (as I am).

B is fine, and A has turned a corner.  I’m feeling better, too.  Today was the first in a full week that we all ate a normal breakfast.  Both girls drank milk.  Woo hoo!!!

I’m hopeful that we will start a fresh week tomorrow, full of true [not fake!] vim, vigor, and vitality. 

Among other things, I’m looking forward to having a few good days under my belt so I can begin to restore my faith in the concept of mind over matter.