I do NOT like being sick! I make the worst sick person EVER!\u00a0 I am not good at holding still and I am not good at staying in bed\u2026.I can\u2019t stand having a day go by when I cannot be productive!\u00a0 For me, feeling unproductive hurts almost worse than the aches and pains of being sick!\u00a0 And yet today I have been stuck in bed sick\u2026.ALL DAY!\u00a0 Sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching\u2026you name it\u2026I got it. \u00a0I suppose its my own fault for pushing myself so hard the last few weeks, but gosh darn it being sick sucks! \u00a0And so before I guzzle a bottle of Nyquil to put myself to sleep for the night I thought it best to FIRST write my blog, since anyone who has seen me on Nyquil will tell you that the last thing I should be doing after I take it is writing anything to anyone \ud83d\ude42\u00a0 \u2026\u2026.although I am sure whatever I wrote would end up quite entertaining \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
It\u2019s funny because as a kid it was a total party to have a cold and need a sick day from school where you got to stay home in bed all day.\u00a0 It was like the best day ever to a kid!\u00a0 Mom made you chicken soup and you got to watch cartoons all day\u2026getting to take a sick day was fantastic as a kid!\u00a0 But as an adult it just doesn\u2019t have the same appeal.\u00a0 Sure you get to take a day off work, but that just means you will have double the work to do tomorrow! And there is no mom there to bring you chicken soup and cartoon network just doesn\u2019t have the same appeal anymore.\u00a0 No sick days for adults are just not fun\u2026.<\/p>\n
And so to add a little fun to everyone\u2019s life on my sick day I thought I would share a favorite Shel Silverstein poem called Sick that always makes me smile:<\/p>\n
Sick\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n “I cannot go to school today,”<\/span> Here is hoping that tomorrow I will feel good enough to go out to play! \u00a0Have a great day everyone!<\/p>\n ~Amy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I do NOT like being sick! I make the worst sick person EVER!\u00a0 I am not good at holding still and I am not good at staying in bed\u2026.I can\u2019t stand having a day go by when I cannot be productive!\u00a0 For me, feeling unproductive hurts almost worse than the aches and pains of being […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":80,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[4594,2235,999,299,4589,4586,4590,754,4588,2237,821,1272,4596,4591,1932,1385,359,4593,4585,2791,4595,1582,1247,4587,4592],"class_list":["post-4816","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-cartoons","tag-chicken-soup","tag-child","tag-cold","tag-cough","tag-cough-medicine","tag-headache","tag-kid","tag-kleenex","tag-nyquil","tag-play","tag-productive","tag-run-down","tag-runny-nose","tag-school","tag-shel-silverstein","tag-sick","tag-sick-day","tag-sinus-infection","tag-sleep","tag-take-care","tag-temperature","tag-tired","tag-tissue","tag-unproductive"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4816","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4816"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4816\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4818,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4816\/revisions\/4818"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/80"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4816"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4816"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4816"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n Said little Peggy Ann McKay.<\/span>
\n “I have the measles and the mumps,<\/span>
\n A gash, a rash and purple bumps.<\/span>
\n My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,<\/span>
\n I’m going blind in my right eye.<\/span>
\n My tonsils are as big as rocks,<\/span>
\n I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox<\/span>
\n And there’s one more–that’s seventeen,<\/span>
\n And don’t you think my face looks green?<\/span>
\n My leg is cut–my eyes are blue–<\/span>
\n It might be instamatic flu.<\/span>
\n I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,<\/span>
\n I’m sure that my left leg is broke–<\/span>
\n My hip hurts when I move my chin,<\/span>
\n My belly button’s caving in,<\/span>
\n My back is wrenched, my ankle’s sprained,<\/span>
\n My ‘pendix pains each time it rains.<\/span>
\n My nose is cold, my toes are numb.<\/span>
\n I have a sliver in my thumb.<\/span>
\n My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,<\/span>
\n I hardly whisper when I speak.<\/span>
\n My tongue is filling up my mouth,<\/span>
\n I think my hair is falling out.<\/span>
\n My elbow’s bent, my spine ain’t straight,<\/span>
\n My temperature is one-o-eight.<\/span>
\n My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,<\/span>
\n There is a hole inside my ear.<\/span>
\n I have a hangnail, and my heart is–what?<\/span>
\n What’s that? What’s that you say?<\/span>
\n You say today is. . .Saturday?<\/span>
\n G’bye, I’m going out to play!”<\/span><\/p>\n