I have been dealing with allergies and then an infection from those allergies for the last couple weeks. Today I woke up and things have very much gone in the wrong direction. I was worried when I looked up prednisone and saw it was an immune suppressant. It made perfect sense why I was prescribed this with the allergies being the main cause of the infection, but it did worry me that I’d tone down my immune system and something would get in.
Something got in. Yesterday I woke up with a stuffy nose. At first I didn’t think much of it as the mucus needed somewhere to drain and I was feeling a lot better. Well this morning I woke up feeling a little foggy, I guess the term is feverish, and with joint pain. Two symptoms my body likes to get when I am sick. So, now it appears that in fighting one infection I let another in, and now have to figure out what to do with myself.
Today is one of those lazy Sundays. We go to church at 8:30, stay for Sunday School, and are home by 11:00 with the rest of the day in front of us. I could use a lazy day, and I’ve been looking forward to Sunday School all week. I miss it in the summer, but now I don’t know if I should go at all. If I’m not contagious and feel miserable I shouldn’t subject other people to this. The other problem is we have fifty minutes until socks and shoes for the kids and two of them aren’t making any motion towards getting dressed and their mother is MIA.
I try to help them. I really do, but every time I am met with we want mommy, and I can’t do that. Everything is such a mess with this parenting thing. I can’t get the kids to follow the rules of get dressed first thing in the morning and clean up after yourselves. At times I do feel that I have given up. They won’t listen to me so what is the point? Well, one of them listens, but that is it.
Everything about them gives me stress and anxiety. The not getting ready, the disinterest in getting them ready, the shear volume of mess that piles up, and just everything else, and today I wake up and my knees and back hurt and my head feels like it is stuck under ten feet of water. I think I just need to rest, and not worry about it.
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