Sick Day and Mom’s Away

Anyone who has existed for any extended period of time can identify with the experience of catching a cold. Except perhaps for those perfect people who never get sick and always have plenty of clean dishes stacked neatly in their designated places in the kitchen cupboard. However, the rest of us know the discomfort. Have you ever been so sick that it felt like a razor sharp boulder was grinding a hole into the back of your sandpaper throat with every swallow? Were you ever so ill that your skin hurt and your head throbbed with the weight of being three sizes too big and each breath came out as the wheezing cough of a wizened, cancer ridden, ninety-year-old man? Have you ever been so forgetful and unfocused that you could do nothing but flop onto your sofa in front of The Emperor’s New Groove and wonder if the arch nemesis that you never knew you had actually did manage to drug you in your sleep? 

If you answered yes to any of these questions you have had a very bad day and probably a fever. Also, if you failed to call in sick to work that day, you deserve the judgement of the unwitting coworkers you infected. You may be one of those people with a successful job or career who has wisely decided to stay under your parents roof for a while to save up money and avoid expensive rent payments. Yay you! The rest of this will likely not apply to you. Mothers are fabulous, magical creatures who can turn from protective snarling mama grizzly bears to life saving medics with twenty years of field experience and all the know-how to cure your worst booboos over the course of two second. They have not yet however mastered the ability to aparate to your tiny apartment kitchen from three states away to whip up a batch of your favorite chicken noodle soup at the first sniffle of your runny nose. 

In this case, when Mom is a phone call and a plane ride away, there are a few things I do to feel better. First, forgive yourself. You are a driven, hardworking individual but today you feel like you got hit by a bus and your are allowed to be lazy. Second, let your boss know that you’re not going to be in today. As stated earlier, your coworkers don’t want you there spewing your disease over every communal surface. After you have concluded that you are not going to work and informed the appropriate people, go back to bed and stay there until noon if it makes you happy. There will be no wake up alarms on your day of rest and healing. There are some items you’ll want to have on hand for when you do finally become conscious.

Sick Day Necessities:

  • Tea (and honey) – Throat Coat is always good for a cold.
  • Canned Chicken Noodle Soup (or another variety of your preference) – Cooking in your current state is probably out of the question.
  • Laptop and power cord – Netflix and mindless Youtube videos are your friends today.
  • Your fuzziest pajamaz, slippers, and warm blankets.
  • NyQuil (or a substitute. Similar off-brand medicine is typically less expensive)
  • Lavender bath salts (or your preference to soothe all your aches and pains)
  • Plenty of tissues.
  • Anything else that your mom used to have to make sick days a little better.

My personal favorite sick day item is a pale sea foam blue sweater that my mom made for me for Christmas last year which fits perfectly and is almost like being wrapped up in a warm mommy hug even when she can’t be there. Nothing like lazing on the couch in that sweater and my fluffy pajama pants with my computer and an ever mounting pile of tissues to put me right. To sum up, if you’re working, cleaning, exercising or otherwise expending energy toward typical productive causes, you are doing it wrong. Sleep. Rest. Heal. You’ll thank yourself tomorrow. 


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