Shivers Sweat N Sex

Shivering cold one minute and drenched in sweat the next, with energy level at absolute low, no appetite, and a sore throat. . .this is how I have been the past 3 days and counting *sigh*

Day 1: Being the closet OCD paranoid germaphobe I am, my mind was racing through a million of images of my innocent sanitized hands in contact with strangers and things I like to classify as germ carriers. . .which are things people touch one after another after another ie money, door handles, shopping carts etc. After dozing off and on all day I decide that it must have been when I touched some change and then noticed a hang nail on my thumb which I bit off- yup direct germs in the mouth! I can't even pick up my baby and change his diaper- or even just hold him- I can't even begin to describe how shitty this feels- but it made me really see how much the hunnie loves me and Dylan. He was basically "single dad" superman all day because I was absolutely useless. Oh yea and did I mention HE made me homemade chicken noodle soup? For a guy who can't cook anything but namyun-which by the way is the most PERFECTLY cooked namyun- this meant the world to me.

Day 2: A good friend of mine, Marie, introduces the idea of mastitis as the possible cause of my torment. What do I do? I immediately google and research 1- What it is and 2- What am I supposed to do all in a total bunnie-esque feverish frenzy. I nearly have a panic attack calling the doctor that I blurt out in one words vomit "UmmmIthinkihavemastitisanditskindaurgent"
Oh I failed to mention that I totally mispronounced mastitis but I did manage to book an appointment for the next day. Being a newbie mom- you learn all sorts of shit - like wth mastitis is!!

Day 3: Hunnie takes me to the doctor and they diagnose me. And bada bing! It's not mastitis! Hallejuah! It's a severe cold/flu though that requires rest and careful care in order for me to be okay by my flight date. I'm kind of bummed bc it's looking like brunch Sunday in NYC with my soul sista and best friend is a no go for now. I guess my inital wave of paranoid thoughts were right! However, I have to be careful and take preventative measures to avoid mastitis because the doctor observed my nipples were sore. I wanted to say "ummmm I know this is why I thought I had mastitis sheesh" but yes my nipples were pretty sore from Dylan's clamp and pull on Sunday night. I think he was dissappointed that his daddy's favorite team which is ultimately his favorite team - the Jets- blew their chance at the Superbowl bc he did this after the game.

I felt so incredibly guilty for being unable to take care of Dylan the way I normally do that I inisisted we had to purchase a new toy for him after my doctors appointment. So BAM my baby gets a new exersaucer which he loves!


He's not spoiled okay well maybe he is but hey give me a break who wouldn't spoil such a dollface?! This is him looking at me when I'm sick in bed. Doesn't this look just tugs at your heart and wills you to buy him something at once?!

Sometimes I think Dylan looks like a girl baby bc of his curly hair and pouty lips which he totally mini me-d of me. . .

Off to cold medicine induced sleep I go!

PS-AND sex totally cures those body aches you get from fevers :X but it has to be really orgasmic sex.

What a lucky lucky girl I am.


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