December 17, 2008

I Now Haz the Flu

Yesterday was awful.  After all the emotional stress, after all the crying, I crawled into bed at two o’clock and slept for over an hour.  Okay, I cried myself to sleep, and when I woke up I felt like a truck had ran me over.

I had to quickly get in the shower and wash away all the tears, wash away the pain, before leaving for CCD.  I’m teaching 2nd grade this year, and tonight was our Christmas program.

I didn’t know how I was going to get through the lyrics of “Away In a Manger” without crying, but when I arrived at church I felt calm.  No more tears.  No more anger.  Just a feeling of peace.  A welcomed feeling that everything was going to be okay.

And then the nausea hit.  On top of the cramps from hell I had to fight the urge to throw up in the beautiful poinsettias in the foyer. Although, strangely, the plant’s red leaves reminded me of my awful PMS.

I managed to get through the wave of nausea.   And the students sang their songs beautifully.

Aren’t they sweet?  After the little concert I rounded up the kids and their parents and led them to the Mary room for cookies and juice.  I then quickly excused myself to throw up in the ladies room.

It’s the freakin’ flu.  I figured it out once I got home and threw up again.  Cold sweats, body chills and stomach upset quickly followed.  This morning?  I feel like death warmed up.

So maybe my body was too busy fighting this awful bug and couldn’t be bothered with conception.

Okay, I know.  I’m losing it.  At least I’m trying to look on the bright side.

Although if puking all night and day is the bright side of this situation?  All I have to say is, “Ugh!”