Do I need my brain Poked?

Well I realize that this is not what is done when they stick and swab your nasal cavity but it is a better image is it not?
Poking the brain.
As I previously wrote this week Tember has a cold.
It is sticking around in the form of a cough.
Had I kept him home on Monday I am sure that rather then now missing the rest of the week he would be going  back today.
Live and learn.
And it is a cold.
A cold I tell you.
I called off work today.
I feel really guilty but I am coughing with a headache and sniffles.
I would much rather take today to feel better then be off for days on end.
My supervisor asked if I should be tested.
I said no. 
As a child growing up mom always said I was great for getting sick on the weekend.
Never during the week while she was working.
She also instilled in me the premise that one does not call off from work unless they are dying.
Or in a hospital bed.
Her mind set has since changed but it is one I still battle.
I am getting better a calling in and not pushing through being ill.
All it does is extend my feelings of shittyness.
But I still have that sense of guilt that because I can stand up and am not totally laid low that I should be at work.
It is a hard one to shake.
I could be on my death bed and would still feel guilty although I am working on that.
When I woke this morning I knew something was wrong. 
I had not slept well last night. 
Up at 2:30 when Loki decided that he was hungry and cried.
And cried.
And cried.
Then after feeding him he proceeded to cry some more.
Thomas was pushing him away.
So I had to take the food into my room.
Where Lucky’s bowl was because she has to eat right before bed under my bed so the other two leave her alone.
My head felt floaty.
My throat a little scratchy.
And as I moved I began to cough.
I did a self assessment.
Stood in front of the fridge going down the list.
I will provide a bit of background.
Since I was little whenever I get a cold it settles in my lungs.
Mom use to take me to the doctor a lot because I sounded like I was wheezing and gasping for breath.
When I cough(ed) I sound(ed) like a barking seal.
I wore a lot of hot mustard plaster during the winter months.
It seemed to work though.
Mom thought it was asthma.
I think she said the Dr. told her that I had weak lungs? 
Mom do you remember? (HE HE HE I Know you are reading)
I am also very in tune with my body.
It is not my thought only as my family Dr. has mentioned it.
I am not one of those who goes running every time I feel something is off.
I can assess what is happening and go from there.
Mom was a nurse.
So another thing that drilled into me as a child was you do not go to the Dr. unless something is seriously wrong.
Death bed or hospital…….
Going to the doctor when it is a simple cold/flu is unnecessary.
It is a waste of resources that can be used to help those who are truly ill.
Never mind wasting their time as well.
Which is why when I am being asked if I should go and be tested I give a resounding no.
I know my body.
I know in sickness and in health.
I have the start of a cold.
Complete with cough.
And no cough syrup.
Messaged the ex and asked if he could pick some up for me. 
Benylin Cough & Congestion. 
Works better then the other stuff.
For me.
I was coughing as I headed down the stairs and decided to nip in bud.
Opened and took a slug. 
When you have a cough like I do tablespoon does not cut it.
It hit me like a ton of bricks.
He had grabbed me extra strength.
Did not know that there even was extra strength.
I am now on couch.
Wrapped in blanket with my coffee.
Loki is settling to sleep on top of me.
I am going to cuddle with him and put something on the tv low as background.
Cartoons most likely so that when I fall asleep I won’t be missing anything important. 
And should work call and request it I will go and get my brain poked. 
Have a terrific Thursday loves.
©Oct. 22/20
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

21 thoughts on “Do I need my brain Poked?”

  1. My mum was like that … we had to be on death beds before we could miss a day off school. I remember the school nurse, ‘sick nurse’ we called her ringing my mum at work to come and pick me up. I begged and begged her not to. I sat quaking waiting for her to turn up. She was actually very lovely and concerned when she came because I was really sick but my bother and I have grown up believing you still soldier on even if a limb is hanging off 😂😂

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    1. Absolutely! Mom is much better now and tells me to take it easy. To be kind to myself. Sometimes it is hard to decipher am I dying or can I still get up and do my work. Ooooh my head is a little spinny I will be alright as long as we don’t play Pin the Tail on the Donkey 😂😂😂😂

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      1. I am currently sitting in my bed with a cuppa. I have been for a long walk but have felt ‘out of sorts’ for a couple of days. A bit headache etc. I think Covid is turning me into a hypochondriac! I also need to clean the house thoroughly and I’ll do anything to avoid cleaning 😂

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      2. I had my two cups of coffee and now am watching clock til I have to leave. I use to hate cleaning but living in apartment with self son and cats takes so little time. Hour and half top to bottom as long as I put the phone away and do not check/respond to messages. Or decide to rearrange everything again. But again cleaning a small two bedroom apartment is easier than cleaning a house. Good luck. I will be thinking of you hoovering and doing dishes while I am smiling at cranky pants people.

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    1. Thank you. Am sure after resting today I should be right as rain tomorrow. Better then when I was younger and would push through extending my illness by a couple weeks. Two days of care and voila I am almost back to 100%

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      1. I can well believe it.

        I’m also someone who tends to try and push on when feeling ill. I have to keep reminding myself that, when I do so, I just end up feeling worse for longer.

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    1. Thank you. I am not laid right out but even standing to walk can cause me to cough. But will rest and sleep today. And my Vitamin C is 1000mg and I take daily. May need to boost amount for time being.


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