Okay, so...I am really sick. I mean..fever, congestion, aches, pains, weak, grumpy, tired, hot then cold, then hot again,coughing, hacking, snuffling. Ian says thats what we get for going out into the unwashed masses. Ha ha. Shelby got sick the day after the fair. Sore throat came first, then came the congestion. I have had it since Friday, except mine didnt come in stages like hers. Mine decided to hit me all at once. I was just so happy about it all. :( NOT.
It is one thing to be sick, but it is another to be sick, and have to tend 2 pigs, over a hundred chickens, a horse, peachicks, dog, cat, 3 emus and 2 goats. Shelby still tended her three rabbits, even though she felt poorly herself.
I spent the whole weekend, exhausted and feeling like death warmed over, dragging myself from pen to pen with feed buckets and the hose. Did you know a hose can actually feel like it weighs a thousand pounds when dragging it? Well it can. Not to mention the feed bucket felt like a ton. It doesnt help when you are being hounded by three emus the whole time. They are very in tune with differences. For instance, when you feel like death, and you decide not to bun your hair up before going out to feed, you get your hair pulled three directions at once by three curious emus that don't know what to make of that long stuff coming out of my head. Soon they discover its not edible and move on.
Today I woke up discovering if I move around too much I start hacking and coughing until I possibly gag or lose my breath. Have you ever done that? Started a coughing fit and it slowly sucked out all the air in your lungs and you can't breath in til you are done wheezing? Scary stuff. So I am trying to sit still. Eventually though, I will have to go outside again and feed. The peachicks need fresh water and the Sultan boys need fresh water in their pen. Got to do that.
So its one thing to just be sick and be able to lay around til you feel better. Most people have to let the dog out, or feed the cat. Not here. Here its still a full days schedule. They don't care if I am sick, when they are hungry and thirsty, all they know is I am supposed to be there for them. I am, always will be. I can still sit here at the computer and whine though. Its my right.
I consider myself pretty strong when it comes to a lot of things, but when I get sick...watch out. I am the whiniest, grouchiest person you will ever meet. If you are in earshot, you will hear about every ache, every pain, and quite possibly hear me hacking and coughing to boot.
Thank goodness I went to the store early, knowing it was going to hit. That chicken noodle soup is the bomb, it really does sooth the savage beast in me. Really good stuff.
So as I sit here, I am making the rounds to visit some folks. You may have already seen me drop in today. I hope everyone is having a nice Monday and is feeling well.
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