Yummy Mummy is ill. Well, I might be overstating it a bit, but I am not feeling very well. I know this because tonight I am going to sit on the sofa and feel sorry for myself rather than sit on the ergo and it takes a lot to separate me from the gym on a Wednesday night. I have a sore throat, am achey all over, have a headache, and generally feel unwell. Of course this is all coming because we have a public holiday tomorrow,and I am off on a business trip next week.
It has, however, struck me that since I have had Eve I've not really been ill. I've had the occasional HK vomit bug, but nothing else. I've always been relatively hardy. When I was 9 my GP refused to admit there was much wrong with me right up until the point that the locum GP rushed me into hospital with pneumonia. It takes a lot to slow me down, but it seems to take an awful lot more now than it did before Eve.
I was trying to figure this out. Am I actually ill less often now? Have I chanced upon a positive side of all those hormones flying around my body for so long? Or have become much better at dealing with discomfort so small ailments bother me less? Or is it simply that I no longer have the option to spend the day in bed being ill, so I just push on through.
Answers on a postcard please. I will be sitting on my sofa for a day or two sipping lemsip and reading endless books to Eve.
How did that happen?
4 years ago
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Think it is more a case of simply having less tolerance for illness, full stop - at least in my case. As with rowing (you said so yourself), it takes an awful lot to separate ourselves from the beloved sport, but with children you have the added dimension that if you actually fall ill, someone else has to step in and keep things going.... So the alternative is to 'keep on keeping on' until/unless you drop!
Of course this applies both ways, so unless the kids are uncapacitated (eg projectile vomiting, broken limbs, bleeding from wounds, etc) they too are expected to 'keep on keeping on'!!
And yes, I am the most unsympathetic person to turn to if you are a hypochondriac (eg my sister-in-law) :-)
I went to the doctor this morning and I am not being a wimp. I have a nasty case of bronchitus (and have the lung x-ray to prove it) and now have so many drugs that I rattle nicely.
I am not holding down food, and still have a fever edging up over 39 degrees, but I have just pushed on through and given Eve her bath, read her a story, and put her to bed.
All I can say is thank goodness for nannies. I would have been less than useless looking after her today.
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