Sick of sickness

My son's fifth birthday is coming up in a couple days. So of course that's when everybody gets sick. The cousins all have running noses and are on Z-Paks. Grandma is fighting off some new dread disease. I just came down with something that leaves me barely conscious.

The only thing that makes it better is counting my blessings that this is the least of my problems. Thank God I only have to worry about whose going to show up for a birthday party, and not that my children might die from some common illness. Thank God my job lets me set my schedule enough to deal with such things, and that I don't have to suck it up and do a double-shift just to buy the medicine for the family.

Of course it doesn't change the fact that being sick really sucks. It just also has the side-benefit of making you a little more grateful.