Cold weather, being cooped up, it is is hard to fight it. Snow day becomes a sick day. That feeling of a woozy stomach, sore throat and aches. It is definitely no fun. Can’t write, can’t talk, can’t watch TV. All I want to do is sleep.
But then I find the netty pot, chicken soup, and an early night sleep. Oh heaven, the feeling of cleansing and of soothing warmth. It changes everything. No more sick day, all is over.
Sick days are no fun. They really can bring you down. But when you find something that really works, it is the greatest feeling in the world. Goodbye sick day!
Diary of a 40 Something Emptynester 