‘Get Well’ Gift Baskets

Everyone everywhere around me is sick.

I understand that, statistically, this is not true, but it feels like it.  Having a 3 and 1 year-old and being in a circle of moms with young kids, I feel like every small-talk conversation for the last few weeks has started with “Are you guys staying healthy?”, with most responses being “No.  We’ve had insert-terrible-illness-here”.

A few weeks ago, our family came down with a stomach virus.  My daughter got it first, my son, the next day, me, two days later, and my husband, the day after me.  It was rough.  The first day that I was home with two puking children, I had texted a couple close friends for some advice.  I’m terrible at mothering sick kids for a multitude of reasons, one of them being that I have no idea what ‘protocol’ is.  These friends have elementary-age children and have done this a few more times than I have.  So, they tell me what to do.

They also bless my socks off.  One friend went to two stores to find Pedialyte Popsicles which I didn’t even know were a thing.  She grabbed some other of what I now refer to as ‘Sick Kid Essentials’ –  7-Up, oyster crackers and coffee.  The coffee was for me.  And was necessary.  Another friend left a care package at our door filled with Applesauce pouches, ginger ale, oyster crackers, bananas, chicken noodle soup, craft kits and M&M’s.  My eyes filled with tears as I opened the door.

I was feeling like a terrible mom all day.  I knew that it wasn’t my fault that my kids were puking, but emotion and exhaustion combined to cancel out all rational thought.  I was not prepared at all.  I had nothing in our house for if our kids got sick.  And my amazing friends came to the rescue.

Two days later, I got it.  Bad.  I got it the worst and ended up going into the ER because of dehydration and muscle spasms.  Upon hearing that I was now sick, two friends messaged me and offered to bring an egg casserole and soup.  Both of which were lifesavers.

All of these gestures made some pretty terrible days a little better.  And anything that can make those kinds of days better is a worthy cause.  I decided that I want to be that kind of friend.  To make that difference on those days.  I wrote a little more about it here.

I would assume that I am like most people in that I have a lot of great intentions that don’t become reality.  Bringing stuff to people when they’re sick is always one of those.  When I hear that someone’s sick, I think, “Oh, I should bring them something.” Then I get caught up in what to bring them and when I can’t come up with what the perfect gift basket should contain and look like, I lose ambition.  Add that to the reality of the fact that I’m selfish and don’t want to take the time to go get whatever items that I couldn’t come up, and the intention stays just that.

Being on the receiving end of people who made their intentions the best parts of a few of my hard days changed my perspective.  I resolved that I will no longer be held captive to an expectation that I have put on myself to make these gestures Pinterest-worthy.  Sure, one friend’s gift came in a cute little bin (she’s artsy, so that’s her thing), but another’s came in a Walmart bag.  Guess what?  I didn’t care.  It was the gesture and the supplying of my needs that made the difference.

As I was laying on the couch recovering, I started a list of items that could go in ‘Get Well’ baskets.  I decided that if I think through that now, I can work on stocking up on these items and then have them on hand for when someone needs them.  This is, by no means, an extensive list, but below is a printable of the contents for ‘Get Well’ baskets.

What are some other items that you have received or that you wish you had when you were home sick?

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