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The 12 Days of Sick-mas

From sniffles to strep to soggy Kleenex mine fields, the holidays aren’t always just a time of joy. They can also be a time of illness. In honor of all of those who will be dealing with oozing orifices this holiday season, here is a little poem to help you remember to keep your sense of humor.

On the first day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, a nose that is really runny.

On the second day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the third day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the fourth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the fifth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, FIVE MEDICINE CUPS (you know you’re singing this part louder), four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the sixth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the seventh day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the eighth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, eight sleepless nights, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the ninth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, nine throw-up buckets, eight sleepless nights, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the tenth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, ten missed play dates, nine throw-up buckets, eight sleepless nights, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the eleventh day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, eleven oatmeal baths, ten missed play dates, nine throw-up buckets, eight sleepless nights, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

On the twelfth day of Sick-mas, my true love gave to me, twelve calls to grandma, eleven oatmeal baths, ten missed play dates, nine throw-up buckets, eight sleepless nights, seven loads of laundry, six ear drums swimming, five medicine cups, four crowded waiting rooms, three itchy spots, two hacking coughs, and a nose that is really runny.

Phew. Here’s hoping for a healthy New Year.

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About the Author

Jessa McClure

Jessa McClure

Jessa is the Editor-in-Chief of Hooray for Family and the mom of two energetic children. She has a BA in Mass Communication/Journalism from the University of Mary Hardin-Baylor, and is a long-time resident of Central Texas. When she isn't writing and editing, she enjoys running around with her kids, teaching Sunday school and channeling her creativity into craft projects and home decor. 

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