Sick Day?

(A true story!)

Called in sick – no work today 🤒

A single word I can barely say

A headache and no energy

I really hate this lethargy.

“You’ve got a virus”  the GP said.

“Go home and go back to bed

Lots of water you will need

Rest your voice – do take heed.”

Now I’m here, home alone

No errands to run, no ringing phone

I should nap for an hour or two

But…there are so many things to do.

It’ll only take a little while

To deal with all the paper piles

I really will feel much better

When I’ve dealt with every bill & letter.

And, despite the doctor’s wishes,

I'll just collect up all the dishes

On goes the dishwasher - I’m no fool

My kids can empty it after school.

My body is telling me to sleep

But I'll give the kitchen a quick sweep

I must clean every little nook

Doesn’t matter if I’m feeling crook.

Soon I’ll rest my weary head

Down in my warm & cosy bed

It’ll do me good to have a doze

But look at all the dirty clothes!

A load or two through the machine

I’ll be happy when they’re all clean

And once the clothes are on the line

It really will be snoozing time…

I’ll sit down now, rest my eyes

Oh, the kids are home - a nice surprise

“Stay there Mum, keep off your feet

By the way, what’s there to eat?”

Now my sick day’s at an end

Not sure if I’m on the mend

Come tomorrow, I know what’s best
I'm going back to work to rest!