I was reflecting upon the shit storm that has been my week tonight, and I had to giggle at the images that came to my mind. In a funny, not so funny, funny kind of way… this blog entry was born.

Last Friday I came down with strep throat. Momma is not allowed to get sick. Also, there is no room for a whiney momma. So, this momma has been sulking in the corners, feeling quite icky. I was given meds and was feeling better quickly, but then I was worse again and in a twisted Murphy’s law kind of way… it turned out that I had both strep throat and the Flu.

On Monday I had to take my son to see the rheumotologist. This appointment was of the utmost importance. So despite my crappiest feelings, I had to gather him up and head into Atlanta  to Emory Children’s Center. There, we got out of the car, walked into the building and put masks on our faces.  Go ahead, you can smirk. I looked like a Michael Jackson wanna be. My child looked as though he belonged to a Michael Jackson wanna be. Or we looked like we feared the bird flu. (The CDC IS right there ya know! I DID just watch contagion)

After we walked in, we waited a few hours… because I fucked up. I mixed up appointment times. I showed up for an appointment at 2:40 PM. Our appointment was at 10:20. I don’t know? He wasn’t seen. We went home. He has a disney character mask to show for the adventure, and a new appointment for the 20th.

On Tuesday, despite still feeling quite crappalicious… I gathered the girls up and headed back into Atlanta. This time we went to the urologist office. Kailey had to be seen, after her last ER visit. Again, we got there, parked, slapped masks on our faces and went on in. Again… we looked quite odd. It didn’t occur to me then. It never does. But now, a few days later I can’t help but both giggle and wonder. Yeah we were a sight.

 

But seriously, I have to wonder… WHY THE HELL were WE the only ones WEARING masks!???

When you walk into a children’s hospital, there are cute little notices everywhere you look “please cover your cough”.  It’s the nice thing to do, right? RIGHT. Not to mention that you are in a CHILDREN’S HOSPITAL… where we have children with CANCER, and HEART DISEASE and AUTO IMMUNE diseases. There are children there who are susceptible to every damn bug known to man and more! So… why is it that I am the only mother in the whole damn place who has a mask on my face and on my kid’s face? SURELY…. I’m not the only mom there who has a kid with a crappy immune system. For me, its about more than being  nice. Its about knowing that 99% of the population is clueless and stupid, and its about protecting my kids from other forms of funk. Our own brew is enough, thanks.

While I’m on this little rant… those stands of hand sanitizer every where, they are free of charge… so you should use them. Frequently. Like every time you wipe your nose with your damn hand. Yeah, I saw ya! nasty. Now, go pick up that Woman’s Day magazine that every other mom is going to reach for later. Thanks for that. You rock.

And this little tirade ties into my sleeve how? I have neglected the bitch this week. I haven’t felt well, I have not wanted to eat much. I have not stayed hydrated. When I have decided to eat, it has been cheese or cheese with a piece of cracker. There may have been some chocolate, it may have been in a corner so as not to be caught eating it. I have to own up to the fact that when life is crazy, being strict sucks.  When I don’t feel well, doing the right thing is more work than usual. When I am stressed out, self sabotage is lurking around every freaking corner.

Tomorrow is my birthday.  I’m going to enjoy it.

To those of you who wipe your nose and grab magazines… you are the reasons why I don’t use the library. Thanks.