to say today. I’m sick. Thought I was just having fall allergy problems until my temperature reached 101. Then I had to regroup and rethink. Taking it easy and trying to make sure I can go to school tomorrow. I hate being sick! I don’t do it very often, thank goodness. I generally have a pretty strong immune system, thanks to years around little children. I swear I was sick the first two years that I taught in daycare! Then my system just started fighting back. I guess once it was exposed to every imaginable germ there wasn’t much left to fear. LOL
Children love to spread germs! They will touch and hug and poke you no matter what they have, or what they’ve been doing. They will eat crumbs off the floor, bite their shoelaces, wipe their noses on their shirts, and lick their fingers after playing on the monkey bars. It’s no wonder we’ve developed this “antibacterial” craze. We’re scared to death of our own children!
And getting a children’s disease is never easy on adults. I remember getting impetigo from a child and having to wear this awful purple medicine on the spot…on my chin of course. It itched like crazy, and for a week people kept asking me if I knew I had ink on my chin. Now I have a scar there.
So, back to warm liquids and Tylenol. Hopefully I’ll be better by tomorrow.
P.S. In case you overlooked it, you can read about my life in 1963 by linking to Stories Too Long.