LESSON LEARNED

Sometimes a little humility is a good thing.

The past three weeks my family has been really sick.

We've had the awful flu.

It leaves you with a terrible cough for weeks.

Everyone has had some form or another of it.

Everyone except for me.

My husband is on his third

respiratory illness this winter.

I keep telling him he needs to eat healthier,

exercise more,

wash his hands often,

and stop drinking soda, etc.

"THAT'S why I'M not sick"

I tell him.

"I NEVER get sick."

I explain, as I'm snuggling with sick children.

(on an hourly basis)

"I NEVER get sick"

(as they're drinking out of my cup, sneezing and coughing on me)

Reminds me of the time when I was in 3rd grade.

My twin brother and I walked home from school

EVERYDAY.

There were usually a few other kids

that took the walk with us.

One day we happened to pass some poison ivy.

One of the kids pointed it out to me.

I had heard about it,

but never experienced it.

He told me that if you touched it,

you would GET it.

I told him that was probably so...

but it wouldn't happen to me

and that I would prove it.

I marched right over to the plant...

and rubbed it ALL over me.

YUP!

I sure did.

All over my face,

my arms,

my legs...

EVERYWHERE.

I think his jaw dropped to the ground

and his eyes looked like they were gonna pop out of his head.

I looked at him after I was done.

"Told you so"

I said as I strutted the rest of the way home.

The next morning?
I woke up unrecognizable.

My face and body were COVERED!

I was humbled.

The next 7 days I endured

the serious consequences of my actions.

I even had to be on steroids from the doctor.

(it was THAT bad)

I learned my lesson.

Today I've learned my lesson again.

I'm sick...really sick.

I have the flu.

Didn't think I would get it.

But I did.

Guess I'm not immune after all.