Tuesday, November 15, 2011
For the 2nd time in as many months, my kid is home sick with the flu. There is always something about vacations and school holidays that calls for what ever germs are floating around and hits our schools and before long, teachers and parents also are ill. It is so bad, apparently, that the attendance clerk asked for details because the health department was tracking them. To his credit, Josh hates to miss school because the make up work is brutal. I knew when he came home from school last night that he would be a no-show today. Turns out to be a good call as he is so much improved this evening. He usually pushes through, feeling bad for 4-5 days. He expects to go to school tomorrow.
My last blog confessed to my perpetual hate-love affair with Dr Pepper. I hate that I allow it such control over me - like needing a fix. It reveals either a weakness in me, or maybe just an unwillingness to take control. Probably both. So I came up with a goal to drop these ten pounds that have returned and to do it before my next doctors appointment which is in 5 weeks. I took my measurements and my weight and this is Day One. Day One of a day without Dr Pepper. Hopefully it will turn into weeks & months but I'm just concentrating on it a day at a time. Every time that I get ill, hungry, sad, etc, DP is always the first thing I reach for and the only thing I will have until I have recovered.
Wouldn't you know it, I have the flu. Sore throat, aches, chills. I know as sure as I type this that a DP will make me feel better for as many ounces as I drink. It also causes my clothes to shrink on my body.
I've considered this before and still wonder if I'm crazy. Every time I get off DP, my body revolts with a sinus infection, allergy attack, or sore throat - most of the time it is all 3 at the same time. Is this all in my head? Is the timing merely coincidental? Wonder what Joyce Brothers would say? Or Dear Abby? Should I just give in and let that cold, sugary elixir soothe my throat? I know myself - I won't stop until both 12-packs are finished.
I might could save myself a lot of grief if I would just wean myself gradually from DP.
Right. When pigs fly.