On Being Gravely Ill.
Last week, I experienced a new echelon of sick.
The sickest sick I’ve experienced in many moons. And suns. And stars.
Three days of raging illness with every symptom in WebMD’s rather extensive checklist.
(Except for “craving to eat ice, dirt or paper” but definitely including “poor personal hygiene.”)
The kind of sick that even though I’m a stay-at-home Mom and completely responsible for two little lives, I at times could not, no matter what I tried, hold onto consciousness.. . .