For over a week now our household has been struck down with
an awful cold and cough bug which seems to have overtaken.
My eldest was the first to get it. Uncaring mother that I am I dosed him up and
sent him into school the day after he started with it as he was going on a
school trip. When he came back that
afternoon he went straight to bed (unheard of) and spent the next two days off
school (also unheard of) coughing and spluttering.
On Friday he was just about fit enough to go to school but
my youngest was struck down and also had a day off school.
That night we were due to go and see The Lion King at the
Palace Theatre in Manchester. We had
booked the tickets ages ago as a birthday treat for my mum and no one wanted to
miss it (especially after paying so much for the tickets) so off we went. At least half the theatre was coughing and
spluttering so we weren’t the only ones spreading our germs.
On Sunday my husband was struck down and my youngest was
still ill so didn’t go in on Monday either.
I’ve done my best to nurse them all through it, even though
I have craved the peace and quiet that is our house when they are all at work
and at school and just when I got them all well again I’ve been struck down
too.
I’m trying to keep going – mums don’t have time to be ill
after all, but I must admit I currently feel rotten.
Let’s hope in a few days’ time I’ll be feeling more normal
and next week will be full of beans and able to concentrate on some writing
again.
