My 5 year old twins are away for the weekend, with my little brother Will and his family. This weekend was supposed to be my chance to get a break, and focus just on me, while I am recovering from spinal surgery. I had big plans too. I was supposed to go out for breakfast, with my brother, Charlie, and a childhood friend, Dianne, was coming, in from Kent, for the afternoon. But everything got dashed by the darn flu! Bummer! Now I tell you what, Recovery meets Flu meets Fibro is a complete pain in the neck!
This weekend is the first time the boys, and I have been separated, without anyone being in the hospital, in more than five years. What I noticed before I got sick is that I slept like a log. The sleep was just of a deeper quality, than I can generally attain. Maybe there is something to that old wives’ tale, that a mother sleeps with one eye open!