I should feel quite lucky that it took until late October for me – or well, all of us – to come down with something. Usually when Hayley starts back to school all it takes is one week for some sort of school-based disease to make its way through our family. We did get some minor cold germs after she started up but it was nothing major.

Last week I was up at the school serving breakfast and Hayley asked me if I could come and cut her waffle for her because she was tired and frustrated (getting up that early will do that to you). I had just finished when I realized that the room was starting to spin and tilt around me. Awesome.

I staggered to the bathroom and splashed a bit of cold water on my face and the back of my neck and that helped a bit but when I came back out one of the other moms said I really didn’t look well because I was whiter than normal. I sat for a bit since it was still quiet – the biggest rush is when the buses arrive – and we were well staffed with volunteers that morning. After things settled a bit I decided to let the others do the serving and I stayed out of the way, quietly washing the dishes.

I assumed it was a monthly dizziness that I get courtesy of being a woman with whacked out hormones. It was a bit later than I would normally expect such a thing but it wasn’t anything that I didn’t experience from one month to the next. The difference was that I then came back home and spent the rest of the day feeling horribly dizzy, weak, and nauseous. That’s when I realized the Breakfast Club supervisor was right when she suggested that I was coming down with a virus. Apparently there’s something going around that is hitting everyone in exactly the same way.

I went to bed very early that night, before 10 pm, which is unheard of for me. I knew I had to get up at 5:30 on Friday to do another round of Breakfast Club and I was also supposed to hand out candies to the kids in class for Halloween. Luckily I had a great sleep and felt quite a bit better.

Saturday was more or less a repeat of Thursday and I felt absolutely horrible, as though I had been hit by a truck. Alarmingly, George felt just as awful as I did and I worried about how on earth we would ever manage to do our trick-or-treating with the kids on Sunday. Again, I hit the hay early for me, getting to bed just before 11 pm on a Saturday night (party animal!).

That helped as I was a bit sluggish but ultimately felt much better by the time Halloween rolled around. I didn’t take any chances and went to bed at a decent hour both Sunday night and last night as well. Today is the first day that I felt more or less *well* in days. I don’t think it was a flu, I think it was just a really bad cold, but who knows?

In any case I’m hoping to carry on feeling better because honestly I just don’t have time to be sick. I know there’s never a good time and everyone says that but I’m busy! I have Breakfast Club two mornings a week, two meetings a month (one for PPO and one for Governing Board), I’m attending a meeting for a special health committee up at the school this week, Pizza Day is coming up, Breanna’s birthday and the party is on the 20th, a friend’s daughter is having an outing on the 21st and her party on the 28th, and… well, I just do not have time for more sickness. Come on Vitamin C, get to work!

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I’m doing NaBloPoMo again this year, which means you can expect to read a new post here every day throughout the month of November.