What Being Sick ISN'T Supposed To Mean

I've been sick the past few days. 

It started this weekend with a sore throat.

Then quickly turned into backaches and swollen feet (not sure the two are related).

By Monday I felt like death, and yesterday I felt like I had been brought back to life just to be killed again.

Let's review what should happen when you are sick:

-You should call in sick to work and stay in bed in your pj's.
-Your husband (if he stays home like mine) should pamper you and give you back rubs and hot soup
-Your children will be on their best behavior and make you get well cards

Let's review what did happen:

-I had to drag my ass to work on Monday because no one can do my work
-I had to drag my ass to work on Tuesday (see above)
-I did get to leave work early both days but they acted like they were giving me a prize by doing that
-My husband thinks me coming home early means he can pick me up from the Metro 20 mins late, get daytime sex, nighttime sex, and fondle me as needed
-My child will come home with homework that is review from the beginning of the year and then PRETEND she doesn't remember any of it causing me to hyperventilate because I am THAT angry

I am feeling much better. Thankyouverymuch.

So what did I learn from all of this?

I don't know, but I sure as hell am thankful to Benadryl.