Being Sick As An Adult

 I was a bit under the weather last week and it got me thinking about how much easier being sick as a kid was.

Like first off: just being sick was easier-like the timeframe seemed shorter. I have seen this first hand in my parenthood journey. When Kolby was in public school he caught the flu, and of course shared it with me. We were both down for the count the day I picked him up from school early and the next day. The day after that he was bouncing off the wall, whereas I still could barely move. I was actually down and out for almost a week, and it took a month to get any amount of energy back. 

Not to mention, as a kid I would get the stomach flu and bounce back like within a day or just two days. Now, as an adult, I get it and I am sick for almost a whole week. Then it takes almost another week for me to get back to normal. And I am not the only one with this experience.  What is up with that? Why? And also...How Rude!

Also...like as a kid all you have to be concerned with is resting and getting better. But as an adult, especially as a mom, resting and getting better is almost a back burner concept. 

Granted, it does depend on how ill you are. However, most sick days mom's still have to feed others, make sure children stay alive, dishes, laundry, and in my case, homeschool. So focusing on getting well is just a nice thought. 

Plus as an adult I can google my symptoms and be told I am dying...which is totally fantastic if you are someone like me with anxiety. So that does not help relaxing, resting, and focusing on getting better. 

At least my kid is self-sufficient. He can get his own food, feed himself, go to the bathroom and entertain himself. I remember when he was a baby and toddler trying to do all the things while feeling like crap. It was so damn hard. 

Winter months are hardest-at least in our house-for me. Especially because my sinuses seem to be doing crazy ass things. 

Also, it feels like, for me personally, I just get so far behind on my to-do list needs from being sick.  Like how does one day of doing nothing or next to nothing, really translate into massively behind? Like math and mom math are clearly two different things. Which really sucks because I am not good at math. Any math. 

I need all the tips to never ever get sick. Like ever again. How do you navigate being sick in general, and then as a parent? How do you not "fall behind"? What do you do to keep yourself from allowing google to always convince you, your symptoms mean you are dying? Join in the conversation in the comments below and let me know!!

Well, gotta go and try to catch up on all the stuff being under the weather one day last week caused me to fall  behind on, so until next time: Remember to be kind, smile lots, and dance often!!