On Sunday morning I was sitting in church. CG was sitting next to me and the only other person sitting within six feet of us was a woman sitting behind us. We were in the chapel so there was plenty of room to spread out.
As I sat listening to the lesson I couldn't help but notice the background noise. There was a lot of this background noise. There was coughing and hacking and horking out pieces of lung. It was a cacophony of disease. It reached the point that I could no longer focus on the lesson because I was so distracted and twitched violently with each new snort. It was all I could to sit through the lesson without jumping up and spraying everyone with disinfectant as I ran screaming from the room. But I didn't do that. Being all refined and stuff. I did leave the room though. But not before making one disastrous mistake.
I shook the bishops hand.
The bishop, who had probably shaken every hand in the room. And I didn't think to use hand sanitizer after because he looked healthy. I know. I'm a disappointment to germ freaks everywhere.
And here I am, three days later, sick, sick, sick. And a little mad. Okay, a lot mad. Although I was fine when I went to bed last night, by 4 AM I was coughing and gasping for breath. And panicking a little. And because of this, I didn't get to go to my Lolly girl's class today to help out. It is the highlight of our week. Hence the mad part.
I don't understand why people do this. It's like they somehow think that if they choose to go to work/church/whatever when they are sick then they are somehow superior to those that stay home.
If you are sick, STAY HOME. Please.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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This is why my kids didn't go to nursery. People forget that if bodily fluids are escaping your mouth, nose, or behind - you're too sick to be there.
And I hope you feel better soon
I just choose not to get sick. I'm pretty sure this does make me better than everyone else:)
I was sick this past Sunday. It was our ward conference and I was sad. I did go to sacrament meeting and sat in the very back sucking the life out of a cough drop. I refrained from shaking hands as much as possible. My daughter and son both had interviews with the bishop after sacrament. One for baptism the other so he can be ordained a deacon. That was part of my excuse for showing up. Usually if I am sick or my kids are sick we stay home.
I remember when my kids were really little there was a time period of about 6 months where our family did not attend our meetings together because of sick kids or us being sick. Usually I would go teach my primary class and Ty would stay home then I would come home so he could go and teach his class and we would switch off who got to go to sacrament meeting.
Feel better soon.
So sorry! And I couldn't agree more.
I agree! Do not be a hero!
Hope you are feeling better soon!
Like everyone else, I agree! (Plus I love any excuse to stay home from church...)
Seriously... It's like people expect an award when they say "I had a 104 fever and still went to church". The only award they get from me is the "idiot award"
And feel better
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