I don't get sick.

Really I don't.

While everyone else is coughing and hacking and sneezing and wheezing, I'm fine.

I don't get sick.

 

I cook and clean and pick up tissues, drive to the doctor and make chicken noodle soup for other less fortunate people,

People who aren't as healthy as I.

 

 

I don't get sick.

I'm a Mom.

I take care of other people.

I cook and clean and do laundry. (Lots and lots of laundry)

Drive to and fro and back again

I help with homework and pay the bills and walk the dogs,

I change the empty rolls of toilet paper that no one else will change.

 

I don't get sick.

I'm a Mom.

 

I don't get sick.  Really I don't.

 

 

"Sneezles"

by A.A. Milne

Christopher Robin

Had wheezles and sneezles,

They bundled him into his bed.

They gave him what goes

With a cold in the nose,

And some more for a cold in the head.

They wondered if wheezles

Could turn into measles

If sneezles would turn into mumps;

the examined his chest

For a rash and the rest

Of his body for sweelings and lumps.

They sent for some doctors

In sneezles and wheezles

To tell them what ought to be done.

All sorts and conditions

Of famous physicians

Came hurrying round at a run.

They all made a note

Of the state of his throat,

They asked if he suffered from thirst;

They asked if the sneezles

Came after the wheezles

Or if the first sneezle

Came first.

They said, "If you teazle

A sneezle

Or wheezle,

A measle may certainly grow.

But humour or pleazle

The wheezle or sneezle,

The measle will certainly go."

They expounded the reazles

For sneezles and wheezles

The manner of measles

When new.

They said "If he freezles

In draughts and in breezles,

Then PHTHEEZLES

May even ensue."

 

Christopher Robin

Got up in the morning,

The sneezles had vanished away.

And the look in his eye

Seemed to say to the sky

"Now, how to amuse them today?"

- A.A. Milne