Mother Nature?

I don't know who ever decided that Nature is a Woman. And if she is indeed, she is no Mother. She may be some catty, vindictive single lady out on the prowl, but I see no Maternal Instincts to comfort and sooth.

Last Tuesday my Darling Husband came home from work feeling lousy. Wednesday came around and he felt so bad he called in to work sick - something I have never known him to do. He even called the Dr. in the afternoon and made himself an appointment without my prompting him to. He gets his diagnosis of Bronchitis, is handed his prescriptions, a quick trip to the pharmacy and home we go. He stayed home again on Thursday and then back to work on Friday- probably should have waited until Monday, but that's another can of worms.

By Friday late morning, I feel the bronchitis coming on - ya know that wheezy feeling in your lungs- so I made a quick trip to the grocery store in preparation for Mommy to be sick - I didn't want the world to stop turning because I was not able to keep it spinning. By Saturday night I'm down with it, Sunday was awful between the chills from the fever and the hot flashes from my perimenapause. But Monday I was feeling better - just that cough that won't allow me to catch my breath. That had DH worried and I promised to see my Dr. on Tuesday. Then I get my diagnosis - asthmatic bronchitis, sinus infection, and just for kicks and giggles an ear infection. In fact my Dr gave me a breathing treatment on a nebulizer in the office before I left. She warned me this was going to get worse before I really feel better and she is right, last night I was ready to just collapse and I told my family I am not doing anything for the next 2 days.

If Nature were really a Mother, she would have spared me the hot flashes when I was already sick. She wouldn't have thrown that ear infection in there on top of the other stuff, and caring for my sick husband would not have left me down and out.