I don’t get sick very often, but when I do, it always hits me when I relax. And it always hits me harder than everyone else I know. Nicole gets sick too, but usually she’s over it in a day, and back to calling me a wimp for the next week while I recuperate.
She’s not wrong, of course. I’m a total wimp. And I hate getting sick.
Ben’s had a cold for the past week or so, so I should have seen it coming. For some reason, though, I thought I was impervious. Saturday I finished my last major transition-back-to-Ontario task until we get the house. Or my part of it anyway. And as I drove home, and realised that I had nothing to now but sit back and wait while the things I had set into motion worked themselves out, I could feel myself unwinding…
I’d been more than a little stressed that week — there was just so much to do, and only so fast we could move. I was snappy with Nicole over the OHIP (Ontario Health Insurance Plan) even though it wasn’t really her fault. On top of all the things we were juggling, to have Benjamin sick, and not know how to get him help, was so worrisome that it bordered on fear.
So now that everything was, at least, kicked off, it felt good to just relax. To feel my back and my brain unclench.
By the time I got home, though, I knew I was in trouble. I took a long nap in the afternoon, and started popping the vitamins right away, hoping to head it off. To no avail…
Four days later, this bug has gone through every symptom imaginable. One day I had Benjamin’s never-ending flow of snot. The next was intense body aches. The next my ears felt like they were exploding from the inside. For the past two its been my throat, swollen and raw. Today I have no voice.
The scariest part is Abi. She’s been a little snotty for the past couple days, but no fever like Ben had, and no other symptoms. We’re just praying that I don’t get her really sick. Nicole did finally prevail over the beaurocracy that is the Ontario government, and was able to secure our “waiting for OHIP” status for herself and the kids. They’ll be covered by mid-July. I’ll have to wait longer. We don’t really want any of us to have to get medical help any time soon, though.
Nic did get “sick.” And by that I mean, she had a sore throat for half a day, and had to blow her nose a couple times. I know women have a higher pain-tolerance then men, but I still think she got off easy. Ben is mostly better, although still something of a snot machine — I think some of that comes with being 1 1/2 though. And me? I’ll be busy feeling miserable and sorry for myself the next couple days, while I do my best to stay away from the kids.
Hopefully I’ll be feeling better by Saturday, for the big Wise Family Reunion, where my parents, brother and sister, and I are gathering from our various corners of the globe for the first time since shortly after Benjamin was born.