I got up and got dressed for work this morning. Then I changed my mind. And my clothes. For the past week I've been fighting off and then succumbing to a head cold. My body feels OK, but my head hurts. Especially when I cough, which is often. Yesterday my Head of Primary suggested I was unfair to bring my germs with me to work. Today I conceded defeat and gave in to stay home on the couch.
It is exactly one year and one month since I was last laid out with a cold - I know because it was the last time I sent a text to let school know I wouldn't be at work. A whole year! After being sick twice the year before I wanted a whole year, and I got it. I think now I need to aim for....well....five years seems good to me. I wasn't willing to admit this cold either. The kids were saying "Mum, you're sick" and I was in denial saying "No...no I'm really not". It worked in May when I was on teaching rounds and couldn't take time off. My sore throat never progressed beyond just that. I won that one! I thought I could win this one too.
My recipe for getting better? Three hours with Anne of Green Gables and three hours of sleep. A perfect balance, wouldn't you say? That and plenty of cold/flu medicine and Vicks Vapodrops to "soothe the throat and clear the nose". I was going to have a little nap and then have lunch and watch some episodes of Nigella, but....well....I didn't wake up. No lunch. No Nigella. And you know what? I haven't slept three hours in a row for over a week. It was bliss. I didn't even cough once I'd settled. Fortunately I woke in time to go and pick the kids up from school!!
I'm out for the next two evenings and I have a precious little 5yo niece coming on Friday afternoon so I hope by tomorrow my nose will have settled and there will be fewer coughing fits to be endured. Maybe more Anne of Green Gables is required?