I guess I just need to get used to it. We’re in those toddler years where some days I have my little buddy and some days I have a tiny adorable petri dish. First a month long cough, then a cold, and now apparently the flu. And he is generous enough to share it with me every time. So I have tucked myself into the couch with a blanket and the heating pad, the remote control is in reach and I have a big ol Coke to drink, and I’m crocheting to distract myself from the aching body.
It’s not fun to be sick, but it seems to be the only way I can make myself just stop and chill out for a while.