Thursday, 6 February 2014

the unfairness of germs

When my children get any sort of bug, they might seem a little tired for an afternoon or maybe go off their food for an hour or so. When they pass the same bug along to me, I want to die. I want to crawl into bed, take all the drugs available over the counter at Boots, and cry. I can't move, I can't think, I can't speak, I can't even stand upright. Meanwhile, my children skip off to the toilet to be sick then sashay into the kitchen asking when it's time for lunch.

WHAT ARE THESE CHILDREN MADE OF?

I've got a lousy cold that's settled into my chest. I'm on extra inhalers and my head is pounding from coughing so much. All three of my children have had this cold, and the most I've heard about it is "Mummy, I'm a bit snotty." Well good for you! Aren't you lucky! Why don't you make yourself useful and look up a YouTube video about how to make mummy a hot toddy, there's a dear.

2 comments:

Susan (mtl) said...

"WHAT ARE THESE CHILDREN MADE OF?" you ask?

They're made of the same stuff as us, only it's alot fresher.

Phillipa Loewen said...

My kid gave me strep throat. She was out of commission for a day and complained that her throat hurt to swallow.....I was down for two days with a throat that felt like I was swallowing razor blades until I got drugs for it.....