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This winter has been the winter from hell for sickness. I'm just recovering from my gazillionth cold. To say the word cold make it sound so innocuous - oh just a little cold, no big deal. Whoop de do. But I am wiped out every time. My days consist of dealing with a full blown head stuffed with sticky snot (I know, pretty), headache, sore throat, lethargy, and even a case of oral thrush from time to time. It all makes me feel really down. I actually yelled, "I can't stand this anymore!!" My 3 1/2 year old said sweetly, "It's 'otay' mummy, it will get better soon. You'll see." He can be so thoughtful at just the right time.

And don't forget, I had that bug bite from hell too..... (earwig or white tail spider - no one knows...) Beautiful hey....My son has watched more television in the last few months than in his entire 3 1/2 year life - twice as much probably. This fact alone makes me feel quite depressed. Yet when I'm sick, I feel powerless to encourage him to do more, I struggle to engage my good humour and energy to fight the whinge. I had thought we'd be spending these precious few years doing all sorts of projects and crafts, working on the garden. Now all he thinks about, all day, is TV and watching something. I will have to work hard to get TV out of his head. It seems an insidious destroyer of his creative, growing mind. He is our only living child (unless we manage to adopt - another story for another day) - sometimes this 'onliness' feels like a lot of pressure as I watch time fly by too quickly.

We eat good food, I take vitamins, I look after myself yet I seem to be the one who receives the brunt of the passing illnesses. Everyone says it's because the bubster is in preschool now, encountering all those new germs - plus living in a new city. At this point, I care not what the reason may be, I just want it all to end so I can be happy and energetic again.

To add, on Monday I go in for a glucose tolerance test as my recent blood work revealed a slight elevation in sugars. I don't want to get diabetes - I had gestational diabetes so I am at risk. Clearly this bums me out too. I also have some abdominal issue going on which is being evaluated, hoping the big 'C' word is not the cause. My mind goes to the worst case scenario immediately. It is a post traumatic stress reaction, I know that, but still I have to work it through and that is painful.

Anyway, what is all this about. I guess I just want to complain for a moment because this being sick every 2 weeks just really sucks sometimes. I want to feel great and make paintings with my son. I want him to be happy, industrious and calm, like I know he can be when not obsessed with the TV. I would like also to be happy, industrious and calm. Here's to getting back on track.

Ok, whinge over, off to work at the sewing machine now. I am creating stuff for the Spring Fair at the bubster's school. More on that later. Some fun things I think, which helps my spirits alot!