So I’ve been telling anyone who will listen that I thank the mucoid plaque cleanse for boosting my immune system exponentially. Prior to that every single time any one of the kids got sick I did to. Being the main caretaker and cleaner upper I was exposed to everything always.
But since the cleanse exactly one year ago I’ve been sick only once. Unfortunately not the case for the kiddo’s. Last month saw all of them sick with them coughing right in my mouth and me picking up snot filled Kleenex all over the house and all the other benefits of caretaking🙄.
I actually blame Brad a bit too though. I’m not used to sharing a blanket and all night (when I spent the night Friday) everytime he moved I got uncovered. I was freezing. Even though he literally sleeps with 3 blankets on. The next day I was already feeling my throat sore and sniffly. Now I’m in full-blown head cold mode.
Hoping a colloidal silver and probiotic infused enema along with a colloidal silver sinus flush helps knock it out. Tis the season for sure. Lots of sick kiddos today; coughing and snotty noses running at the birthday party venue.
I was able to cancel on the cancer client. Her immune system is already too compromised and I don’t want to expose her. So I’ll be headed to bed now.
Brad originally offered to bring me soup since all I’ve managed to have today is a tiny bit of oatmeal and some fries. But my house is a mess and I’m not feeling like hearing him complain. He’s not wrong of course. This is why he used to pay his niece to clean my house. That was a nice treat. But those days seem long gone.
My head is pounding hard. If the flush and THC don’t take care of it I’ll have to masturbate. This is when masturbating becomes a chore. When I have a migraine class headache. It’s just not what I really want to be doing. I’m not horny at all.
This is when I really wish I had a partner to cuddle with and help me. The kids aren’t that helpful or nurturing and I don’t expect them to be really. But it would be nice to have someone here.
I’m feeling like that scene in Sex and the City when Samantha gets sick and has no one. Shes rich and sophisticated, worldly and has a rolodex of men for sex and what have you but no one when she is down and out. I’m not rich or sophisticated, but none the less…..here I am…alone.
At least the kids are pretty self sufficient now. Thank God for that and their father will be here soon anyways to take charge of them for a couple of hours.
Now where’s that damn vibrator?
Update: after an hour, two orgasms and lots of visualization my headache is not at deathcon level anymore. Yay!! Gonna try and sleep. Someone bringing me soup would have been nice though. But fasting when sick is not bad either.