Colds are for Winter!

I have been fighting this cold for three days.  It was a wonderful gift from our youngest.  He got it in the form of some sniffles for a day or two.  Me, well, I am a go-getter!  Thanks to a suppressed immune system, I have a full-blown, runny nose, horrific cough, fever and all-over body aches and pains.  I have been wrapped up in jammies and blankets for two days straight and I feel worse every day.  I guess a visit to the doc will be in order come Monday if I don't feel better.

Summer colds are the worst.  You want to curl up in a blanket when you are sick, but unless I crank the air to 60 degrees and freeze my family, I am too warm to curl up in a blanket.  I want to wear my fuzzy jammies, but it is too warm.  And the warm air outside makes me feel like an elephant is sitting on my chest so I am stuck inside with no fresh air.

So I have had a lot of idle time on my hands.  I was thinking about being sick a kid.  Mom would make you a comfy pillow bed on the couch and bring me 7-Up and Chicken and Stars soup.  And Oreos....those are my comfort food when I am sick too.  She would put cool wash clothes on my forehead.  I had a pretty great mom.  She lives in North Carolina with my sister and sweetheart niece.  Normally, I am super happy that my niece is getting the attention that my kids did when they were little from my Mom, but today, I am whiny and sick and I want my Mommy :)

Why is it, when we are sick, we want our Mommy?  My kids do the same.  Is it because we think our Mom's have magic powers?  Or is it because we just know, no matter what, they will take care of us?

I was looking for the Vick's Vapor Rub a little bit ago and I couldn't find it and I am home alone and realized I was sobbing.  My chest hurts.  My head hurts.  I have those wobbly giraffe legs that make you feel all woozy.  And what was I sobbing?  I want my Mom.

Now, I have the next best thing because my hubby, he is masterful at taking care of me when I am sick.  So there is no disrespect intended to his efforts, but I am 40 years old and realize that, when I am sick, I turn 4!  Hopefully, another good night sleep and some Nyquil and Vapor Rub will help me turn the corner and I will revert back to my 40 year old self.  If not, send good thoughts my husband's way!