4 things I learned while sick

This past week and a half (well, a little bit more) I've been sick. The kind of sick where I honestly thought that I would be happier if Tony took me to the hospital and had them shove a feeding tube down my throat then actually have to eat any food myself. (I told Tony this, he didn't think it was funny). I wasn't throwing up, food just had no appeal and I had a fever for about a week followed by extreme exhaustion, and one sicko, nasty cough that has decided that its going to live in my chest FOREVER! But while I was sick I had some self discovery moments that I thought I would share with the blogging world, so here ya go:
1. If I wasn't a good Mormon girl I think I could be an excellent drinker. Tony would bring me shot glasses full of nasty medicine and I could take that shot as good any large, bearded, beer-belly man. I'm just sayin'.
2. You don't have to take drugs to psychedelic dreams. Okay so I guess if I ever became a drinkin' woman I really wouldn't be that good. I can't hold me liquor. The cough medicine I took had 6% alcohol in it and (Tony can attest) I was wasted. Some pretty crazy dreams though.
3. No matter how much I love Tony, he was not cut out to be a mom.

4. My kids need a Mom. After coming out of one of my sick stupors, I heard one of my children (Emma) chanting under her breath "S.E. Johnson, a family company," over and over again. I guess I need to step up and give our babysitter, LaWanda, a.k.a the TV, a break.

But all in all thing worked out well. I was sick over Thanksgiving, which stinks, but was a blessing in disguise because durning my worst sickness, when I was checked out, Tony was off of work and able to be with the kids. So now I'm over being sick, not going to do it any more. It looks fun in the movies, (okay really not) but it's not. Now on to more Christmas-present-getting-readiness and yule tide, and such. :)