The Sickness
Just so you know, I’m not a good sick person. I have a hard time sitting still, unless I’m reading, or extremely inebriated. In my book, sick is no excuse, unless it’s the pukey, shitty, kind of sick.
We have “The Sickness” at our house. Thank goodness just the cold kind, not the pukey, shitty kind, because I still need to replace the second toilet! We call it “the sickness”, because years ago, when my son was around 4, he wasn’t feeling well, and Grandma asked what was wrong. He replied, “I think my mom gave me the sickness”, because I had just gotten over a cold.
My boy is still my baby, even though he is as tall as I am now, and 11 years old.Β He will always be my baby, and is even more so when he doesn’t feel well.Β It’s my chance to get more hugs, and his head on my shoulder.Β I can sit still for that.
I hope you’re well now π
Thanks! We are feeling much better!