Sick Time

Everyone knows that Moms don't get sick time. We just can't get sick or the world will collapse around us, right?

I discovered today that's not true. And that my beloved Tonester is a superhero allstar rockstar kickass husband and dad. And I'm not exaggerating in the least.

I woke up around 2am Sunday morning violently shivering. Shivering like I have never shivered before. Even with the down comforter and blankets on I couldn't stop shaking in bed. I attempted to take my temperature but my teeth were chattering so bad that I couldn't hold the thermometer in - and I wasn't about to take it "the old fashioned way". Best reading I could come up with was 98.1 - hardly a violent shiver inducing number. I hunkered in bed in sweatpants, sweatshirt, socks and extra blankets and shook for about an hour. I was reawakened with single jolting shivers every 20 minutes or so for the rest of the night. And still no fever.

I consulted my dear friend Dr. Google on Sunday morning and found I have a terrible case of malaria. Or so the search string "severe chills without fever" would lead Dr. Google to have me believe. Soon, the body aches and the raging sore throat and deep chest cough developed and here I am with what appears to be the flu.

Tonester went to work at 4am today, which means he was up at 2:45am getting ready to go. He called me at 8:30 after I dropped off Domino at kindergarten and asked me how I was feeling. "Like total crap". I think that was when he put on his superhero cape and made some phone calls.

Shortly after arriving home with Rascal from kindergarten drop off, Tonester's sister came by and took Rascal off my hands FOR THE DAY. I had the house TO MY SELF FOR 8 HOURS.

Superhero Tonester, the man who got about 3 hours of sleep, picked kids up at school, took them and the family pooch to the dog park, went grocery shopping, got me Starbucks, rented movies and even managed to pick up the fluoride tablets I have neglected to pick up at the pharmacy since well before Christmas. And never once complained.

I dozed, I coughed, I took a bath, I cried while watching Oprah, and I even pay-per-viewed "Nancy Drew". And what my body is lacking in energy from this flu bug, my soul is overjoyed with the love from my family. The boys immediately climbed on top of me when they got home and cuddled with me "to make me feel better". And I do.