I was just beginning to congratulate myself on steering my family through the flu explosion, when it hit. Miss A brought it home from school. Thank you very much public school system. First she complained of her chest hurting, which I brushed off. Then she said her eyes hurt, an ominous sign for her which is always closely followed by a fever.
She was the first to fall. Three days of looking like Edward Cullen had sucked the life out of her. Then Little C, whose sunken eyes and little bleating had Mr. Smith calling him a "lousy drunk." Or a lousy sick body. He keeps up a constant moan or whine the whole time. The first night, around 3 a.m., his whine took on a particular rhythm. Waaaaa wa wa. Over and over. DH looked at me and asked, "Is he trying to be funny?" The only time when he's not whining is when he's distracted by a show. We've watched Nemo 4 times already. Now Mr. M and I have gotten it. At least Mr. M has been entertaining himself nicely despite the chills and fevers.
And through it all DH has not gotten it. He had the flu shot. I, formerly against the shot because I saw it has invasive hoakey medicine, will be taking the children and I to get one ASAP.
Now that Miss A is on the mend, she's getting to the picky stage. You know, the "I've been pampered and induldged for 3 days and I don't want it to stop" stage? Life's simple tasks produce a fit. Like last night, when she was told to get ready for bed she launched into a tirade. "I don't want to brush my teeth; I don't want to go the bathroom; I don't want to wipe myself; I don't want to get my jammies on ..." and on and on. I then informed her that as a mother she'll get to do all these things for herself and her babies, even when she is sick. She vowed never to have children. Obviously not the desired result.
The sicky backlash always takes us twice as long to get over as the illness. So I figure by the end of Februaury we'll be back to our regularly scheduled whining.
In other news, DH woke up this morning and told me about his funny dream. He said that in his dream he was called to perform a Code Blue in Room 401K. He must be feeling a bit anxious about the future.
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Julia, I have been meaning to get back to you about the book "Pillars of the Earth". It is an unbelievable story, but the more I have gotten into it the more I would hesitate to recommend it. There are some quite inappropriate parts. I wish authors wouldn't ruin their stories with dirty scenes, but there is a lot of that in this book. I'm not going to lie, I am still reading it and LOVING IT, but I would recommend not reading certain parts. So this book is a book I can't recommend. Hope all is well, and hope everyone in your house is feeling better.
Take care,
Bri
I totally know what you're talking about... the after-sick stage. We call it "the whiney stage" in our house. It never fails to appear after the kid has been sick and last for 3-4 days. In my opinion it's worse than the sick stage. I'd rather clean up puke than deal with a endlessly whiney kid.
I just love reading your posts. I can hear you saying all that to me...you are such a good writer.
It stinks having everyone sick. Especially Momma- moms don't get sick days (which is very ironic for you since you are married to a doctor!).
Hope you guys are feeling better. Jonathan has been particularly good this week which is usually a sign that he is not feeling well (hey, sad but true). I'm bracing myself and hoping we avoid it all!
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