No time to be sick

I've been crook this week..... really crook!  I think I only had the common cold except, the way I've been whinging and carrying on, I wonder if it was slightly more serious?  I think it's possible that I had a touch of Man flu!!

I don't often come to a complete halt when I'm unwell.  I just slow down a lot.  I don't have time to be sick.  I really don't!  There's always something happening that seems pressing.

This time I was very resentful of being crook.  An opportunity has come up for Buddy Boy to shine!  A music video including him and me.  I was not going to pass this up.  I think my boy is amazing and I also love any opportunity to put Down syndrome front and centre.  Down syndrome is, and should be in my opinion, a normal part of every day life.  We should all be comfortable with the common disability and therefore I welcomed this chance to put Buddy Boy in the limelight.

Anyway, they were going to be doing some filming here at our place and suddenly I could see all the stuff around.  You know, things like ice cream containers in the yard, bits and bobs from watering systems (reckon they breed when I'm not looking) and TOYS!  Not sure who's worse, the dogs or the kids when it comes to leaving toys around.

 

And with people expected, of course I wanted the house clean, something yummy baked etc.  Trouble is I was crook.  Very, very crook in case I haven't made it clear enough!  Feeling terrible and needed to sleep.  Yesterday I picked the kids up from school early because the thought of going at pick up time and needing to negotiate parents, kids and mayhem seemed insurmountable so I went early.  As soon as we got home I put a video on for the kids and went to bed.

I NEVER sleep when Buddy Boy is up!  NEVER!  He is a very independent and creative thinker but yesterday I just begged Belle to look after him carefully and collapsed under the covers.  My concern comes from knowing my boy.  An incident last week is a good example.  Buddy Boy was telling me he was going to pack oranges, clothes, a coconut (What! We've never had a coconut in the house!), some pots and pans.....  When I queried why he wanted to pack all these items he said, "I'm getting out of here!  Shocking!".  And why was he leaving home at the age of seven?  Well!  Half an hour earlier I had caught him with his dad's axe and stopped him from cutting wood!!!  Now can you see why I like to keep an eye on him?!

Buddy Boy has heaps of persistence!  These little buttons are tricky!

While snoozing, I could hear tinkling of dishes.  I was so grateful to Belle for realising how worried I was about the impending visit and helping me prepare!  Until I got up, that is.  No..... Belle was writing a story at the table while Buddy Boy was emptying the dishwasher.  Trouble is, it was full of dirty dishes!  Ewww!  Filthy knives with the clean ones, dirty bowls stacked with clean bowls etc.  Not content with that, he proudly announced that he had further helped me by reorganising my plastics cupboard!!!  NOOOOO!  Not the plastics cupboard!  It's bad enough when it's set up the way I like it!

He's also got lots of practical skills and knows how things should be done.  Hmmm!

But I didn't say one grumpy word.  Just explained that he needs to ask first, before he helps me!  I could see he genuinely wanted to be helpful. Though I may have muttered something to Belle about how nice it would be if she had have thought to help me.

Anyway I have been given a reprieve.  I received a phone call last night regarding a change of plan.  All the shooting will now take place in Melbourne.  That takes a lot of the pressure off!  I am feeling much better today and now have a couple more days to re-coup my energy before the Big Day.

I will have a nap soon without any kids at home.

We really don't have time to be sick, do we.  How do you give yourself time off when you're sick?  Or do you just try to keep going too?