I'm sick and ya know what I hate being sick, why because as a child if I was sick I got attention and this doesn't happen so much as an adult. I felt invisible as a child, I was constantly doing things to get attention like hiding for LONG periods of time so my parent would have to come find me or being sick, real or not. When I was sick, someone noticed me. MY father worked allot and he never played nurse maid it was my moms job. My mother was for 90% of my childhood a stay at home mom. However she wasn't really there, she didn't make us do stuff a normal parent would like study our spelling, hell do our homework, turn off the TV, go to bed, brush our teeth, wear clean clothes to school. She was just there, a place holder but something happened when we were "sick" I remember being sick allot. So here I am an adult and I have a cold and all I want is to babied and Eric does try and he does fall short{Bless his heart}. His idea of making me a grilled cheese is ordering out Teriyaki and he was going to make me walk to the store to get my own juice and medicine (I had a tantrum at this one and he drove me but I had to go in and get my own stuff) Ok so I have to admit I have a cold, not the flu not that nasty airborne version of the norwalk virus, just a cold, I hurt all over my joints my muscles and my head, my nose is a freaking hydrant and is red and irritated from blowing and my sinus are crammed tight. My throat is getting sore and my voice is kinda horse but all in all I am mobile for the most part although I can at times feel wobbly I am not gonna die, I'll live. I just want someone to pour me juice and rub my head, insisting I take a nap. I am however alone Eric went to work and I am here alone just me my drippy nose, tissues littering the floor and Simply Orange with extra pulp, YUM!