In Sickness...

and health.

Bryson and I just experienced what it is like to share sickly/married germs. I do not like being sick but I am glad I have someone to be sick and miserable with. I am not sure Bryson feels the same way but I have a feeling this is one thing he does NOT like about marriage. Poor guy never got sick until he met me. And this time this infection took a larger toll on him than it did me. Which is rare.

Being sick as an adult seems to be almost the same to me as to when I (and Bryson) was a child. However, if you lay around all day sick as an adult you feel as though you haven't done anything productive except catch up on your DVR list of The Office and House or win the World Series on the playstation (Actually, come to think of it that seems to be very productive to me.). But as a child you didn't care about anything, not even the piles of homework you had waiting for you at school. Being sick was a vacation. As and Adult, being sick is a major road block in the busyness of work/family/bills/and friends. And when you are feeling better, it takes forever to get back on track and even remember what you were doing before being sick. Nonetheless, it is amazing the types of things your mother did for you when you were sick are the same things you want when you're sick as an adult. For instance, having sprite on hand, eating applesauce, gargling salt water, sticking vicks vapor rub up your nose and the most popular eating all the chicken noodle soup you could eat.