When can I get a sick day up in here!?

Remember that day that you learned that Mommies can't get sick? We have no sick time. It's true. Until today. Today, I woke up with what seemed like a hangover. But given that I haven't had a drink in a couple of years, that's not the case. I poured my coffee, and sat down. Soon after Ricardo left for work, I was on the couch, wrapped in my new heating blanket shivering and nauseous. "Ding-Dong, it's the flu, thanks for having me back. It's been so long!You usually have that nasty neighbor Strep Throat over instead. But it's my turn! YAY!"

8a.m. - I explain to the kids that Mommy is very sick. Lucy - the one-upper (can't imagine where she got that from) chimes in that she's got a headache too and that SHE TOO wanted to barf but she's okay now. Perhaps this is motivation to get my ass in the kitchen and make her some breakfast. When she finished, I told them basically, to help themselves to the kitchen for breakfast. I then slipped into slight unconsciousness.

9a.m. I wake up to an empty room, but some annoying screaming tune blaring from the basement. Without moving a muscle, I assess the sounds. Max is playing his new snowboarding game on the PS3, Lucy is on the PBS Kids website (thus the annoying song blaring). I muster up the energy to shout, "Turn it down". I must have looked pretty sick, because she turned it down right away.

9:30a.m. I am fighting back some pretty violent nausea. Waiting for the perfect moment to get off the couch and to bathroom. I'm waiting for it when I realize my kids don't need me. Woe is me.

9:37 a.m. The time is now. Someone got out of my way just in time. I do my business and get back to the couch. The kids are now worried. But staying strong by bouncing back from Sponge Bob Square Pants and the video games. I slip back into unconsciousness.

10:30 - Wow, these kids are letting me sleep for an hour at a time! But little flu bug is not. I wake up with a crushing headache. It occurs to me that the kids are still helping themselves to whatever they want in the kitchen. I'm oddly okay with that. Fairly Odd Parents is so much better than Sponge Bob.

Noon - I wake up to realize I didn't get to see how Timmy got out of his latest predicament on Fairly Odd Parents. Ricardo gets home and sees that I have not been exaggerating. I can tell by his actions. He's talking softly to the kids. Not that he yells at them otherwise, but he's whispering, and in doing so, has the kids responding in a whisper as well, "Mommy barfed." Up to this point, I figured being on the couch was allowing me to be available. But who was I kidding? It hurt my body just to talk. And I couldn't get comfortable, couldn't lay still. I grab my pillow and water and announce I'm going to bed. I barely got the covers over me before I passed out.

3p.m. - I wake up. THREE HOURS!? WHAT? Just a few minutes later, Lucy brings me water. With no ulterior motive. Just to check on me. She didn't even hang around. Just brought the water and left me to sweat in the bed. So sweet. I can hear the tv on downstairs, and feel guilty they've been watching tv all day. Then my head throbs, and I'm ok with it. I turn on Ellen, but it hurts my head to laugh.

4:11p.m. - I wake up...again. I flip to Oprah, but it's about food. She and Gail are on a quest for the best sandwich. Gross. I gag and turn off the tv and ponder on the last time I've gone hours, let alone an entire day without eating. Max comes up to the room and plays his guitar for me. He truly makes me feel better.

5:08p.m. -Ricardo is home. The kids give him an update on Mommy. "She's really sick". He asks Lucy to get dressed because she's still in her pajamas. They go out to dinner.

5:09p.m.- I hear a plastic bag crash to the floor. Farley doesn't know I'm still in the house. I yell at him to let him know I'm still here.

Later, took a bath and went downstairs to see what Farley had gotten into. It was Raisins. But he left them alI one and didn't get any. So, that's good. My head is still pounding. And I'm a bit upset that I was at the hospital last night, holding Baby Margaret! Uggh. I was also supposed watch JulzHOLLA's kids tomorrow.But girlfriends unite! Nikki has offered to step in and save the day.

With all this sickness, I'm so happy that my kids were able to recognize that Mommy needed their help. There's been days when Ricardo had to take his sick days off or even when JulzHOLLA just showed up and took my kids for the day. I'm not that sick too often,but when I do get sick, I'm absolutely immobile.

So, it's 6-years-old when Mommy can indeed, have a sick day.
I'm off to slip into unconsciousness again.
That's how I roll.