A: Mom I feel horrible. Wanna hear just how I feel?
me: (sitting down) ok. tell me how you feel.
A: I feel like someone popped out my eyeballs and put them back in, and my chest hurts. And it feels like my guts have been scrambled.
me: Well, that is bad buddy. I'll message your teacher and cancel drum lessons.
A: (in a depressed voice) OK. Can I have rice for breakfast?
He is on the couch ALL day. If he's sick he's going to rest. all. day. long. Since school work is all sitting down work though, we'll still be doing school. I just made myself my first small pot of coffee in more than 2 weeks. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.
But....I really think he might be faking....