Thoughts on Various Things

How Do Moms Know These Things?!

One day, a long, long, long time ago… when I was in Junior high, I woke up feeling pretty good.  I usually didn’t have a big problem in getting up and getting ready to go to school.  I actually liked this school I was going to.

I did my usual routine.  Get up.  Get dressed.  Go fix breakfast.  Mom didn’t really have the time to fix us breakfasts like she did when we were younger.  She had to be at work at 7:30 a.m. ,and we kids were old enough to cook for ourselves.

So me, Mom, Dexter were all in the kitchen doing something.  Dad had to be at work around 6 a.m. and we didn’t see him until he got off work.. So we don’t include him in this tale. Except for that part, anyway.  Mom looked at me with a weird look on her face. She said, “You’re sick, go back to bed!”  I told her I felt fine.  She repeated her orders.  OK, I thought, I’ll do as she asks.   Who am I to complain about spending the day away from school when there is no problem?  NOT ME!!!

I went back into my room.  Put on my nightgown and went to the kitchen for something to eat.  After eating, I went back to my room, lay in bed and waited for everyone to leave.  I kept thinking: “I’m gonna be home all day and I feel fine.  I’m going to play video games all day!  Hurray!”

Shortly thereafter, I started feeling a headache coming on.  Probably the excitement doing that.  Or so I thought.  It got worse quickly.  Mom came in with a thermometer, stuck it in my mouth and waited.  I had a fever.   Oh, joy!  I can’t remember what the temperature was but it had to be over 100 degrees to keep me out of school.  But, I do remember that stupid headache wouldn’t go away for some time, and I felt crappy for most of the day.

Some people have said that it was psychosomatic (i.e. all in my head, a self-fulling prophesy).   I can understand about the ‘feeling crappy’ part.   But, how do you fake or induce a temperature without even trying?  And, remember: I wanted to go to school!  (That right there makes those naysayers stop and think.)
Anyway…

Even now, I keep wondering: How did my mom know I was sick even before I felt it? Stranger things have happened, I’m sure.  But, this one is high on my ’strange things’ list.

Moms must have super-psychic powers or something. (Creepy! But, in a good way)

Rebecca T.