the best medicine

I’m going to go out on a limb and say that not many people blog about what it is like when mom isn’t feeling well. Probably because it wouldn’t be very funny or amusing.  Also, most people do not blog about their underwear, but more on that later.  So now that I am feeling better, I have found the funny in it and am going to share a few things from my recent personal experience as a sick person.  Because even though it is a cliché, laughter really is the best medicine.

Not sure about your house, but at mine when I am sick it goes something like this:  I say I am not feeling well and keep doing all the things I usually do.  Then I say I am really not feeling well and am going to lay down.  Then I say I can’t take it anymore and someone will offer to toss me a couple of aspirin before asking, “What’s for dinner?”  After eight hours of this the ambulance pulled up at our house at 1:30 monday morning.   So as not to wake the kids or alarm anyone, my husband went back inside to go to sleep.  Six hours later, mom is back home making lunches and getting kids ready for school. 

Flash forward to Tuesday:  Mom is back in the hospital and calls home  to request some clean underwear.  Husband drops off grocery bag with underwear and warm socks.    Later that day I ask my good friend Kim, who was my roommate in Guatemala, to toss me that bag.  I reached in and pulled out a thong.  Since this style of underwear does not scream “comfort,”  I decide that one of  two things has occurred: either my husband is totally clueless in the undergarment department or we are at the bottom of our clean laundry supply.  The answer lies somewhere in between…but Kim and I laughed until we cried.

October 29, 2011. Uncategorized.