A Prescription For Me Time?
The thing is that Coco, now two, doesn't want to be left at home anymore. She wants to do everything big brother is doing! Now I have got two active ones to manage. Which brings me to last Friday night. I wasn't feeling well, but managed to go to bed and hope for the best. When I woke up Saturday morning I could barely get out of bed. My throat had closed up and I felt like I swallowed razor blades. I had a fever running too.
Knowing hubby (yes he's working again!), was working all weekend, I had called a babysitter for Saturday for a few hours (thank God). She had to stay the whole day. The next day I was no better. I somehow got myself into the car and drove to not one, but two urgent care docs. NOT OPEN. At this point I sat in the car and cried. Then I remembered our local, kind of shabby, hospital near by. I prayed I would get the treatment I needed.
I walked in and was whisked into a room within 5 minutes of arriving. There was no one in the hospital! Soon the doctor came in. He confirmed what I knew to be true. Step throat.
He was the sweetest older man, handsome with blue eyes. He told me he was giving me an anti biotic, a pain killer, an anti inflammatory pill, but then he said....
"But what about you Mom, you seem stressed. What do you have going on?"
I rattled off my business, kids, and all of the above I mentioned before.
"Where is your Me Time Mom?"
I was stunned. Then I started to cry. It's true that since I started a business, forget that, since I HAD KIDS. There's really no more "Me Time."
He told me he would give me the prescriptions, but I wouldn't be all the way better if I didn't take care of myself. See that folks? A prescription for "me time". Great. Now that I have my prescription...what the hell do I do? What do you do? Do you have any "Me Time"?