Time for your check up!!

I'm currently in bed, with some sort of infection, that has left me looking like half a balloon. I woke up this morning and the left side of my face was swollen and my eyelid looks like someone has filled it with water.

I feel awful but I'm not allowed to be ill, according to the little people, who live with me. They questioned my need to go to the doctors, after laughing at my huge eye and ear and have continued to fight and scream, even though I've told them, Mummys not well. Occasionally Number 2 will scream at the top of her lungs 'Number one! Be quiet, mummy isn't well!'.
This was after they spent 20mins with their doctor kit, singing 'time for your check up' , while ramming plastic into my, already swollen and painful face.
Thank you for your concern children, but I'd rather you left me alone and gave Daddy the invasive check up.

I've escaped upstairs but I'm still being brought plastic cups of tea, while being informed that, the baby has shit everywhere and that the cat has yakked, on the kitchen floor.

Number one just came to ask if I'll be feeling better enough to cook tea later. 'Of course, I will' I replied. Only to be told  'Good, because I will be hungry, so you need to fix that'!
Mums are not allowed to ill and are never off duty!

Fingers crossed my face has swelled up so much by teatime, that I have no eyes and darling Daddy, will have to cook for them.
Lets see how much they like him, when he serves up Ham, bread and if they are lucky, some cheese. Who am I kidding, they will love him even more because we all know, he will go to the chip shop and stop at the sweet shop on the way back!!