You know, having an Upper Respiratory and resulting five week cough wasn’t enough. I needed more on my plate. I needed my whole family to get the flu the week after Christmas when they finally all went back to work or school. Bugaboo didn’t miss enough school from that or Christmas break so he needed to get a stomach virus last week and then he needed to share that virus with me. He also needed to have four day weekends three weeks in a row, and not a full week of school since Thanksgiving.
It’s opposite day. Again.
Look, Universe! Go pick on someone your own size! I buy organic, volunteer out the wazoo,donate to many worthy causes, am fairly humble and never say no to people in need. So I have to ask you, Universe: WHISKEY, TANGO, FOXTROT!
Wanna know what’s fun? Your kid puking and having the trots for twelve hours. And changing ten poopy pullups, pure liquid, running down his legs. And he’s nonverbal. And he can’t tell you what’s happening he just stands there with a look on his face. AND! STRINGS! COMING OUT! Better out than in, right? But wait! There’s more! He woke up in it (puke and poo). From head to toe. And no I’m not kidding.
And it gets better.
He was fine in twelve hours. Me? Three days. And then I got the genius idea to go on a carousel with him and ride it twice the day I finally got back on my feet. Hello, vertigo! It’s been too long since we’ve met last!
But the icing on the cake? Bugaboo has been having some weeeeeird behavioral symptoms. As in, the sleep thing and the behavior thing is kinda adding up to something I am suspicious we are revisiting. Stuff I don’t want to ever have to see again.
Between the antibiotics, antivirals, vitamins, cough meds and saline I feel like we are running a pharmacy. And that doesn’t include the regular daily so-my-kids-don’t-hurt-themselves medications.
This is where I admit I’m glad we have awesome access to awesome health care and feel super-duper fortunate.
Subscribe to RSS Feed
oh, honey.
hang in there seems like such a stupid thing to say. but it’s all i’ve got.
It’s always a good idea to go positive and the very end of a negative piece to even things out.
Yeah, it is kinda not my style to be so negative. Ugh. But it just didn’t come out right, no matter how I wrote it. That’s when I pressed “post” because I was tired of second guessing myself. Ah well, there’s always tomorrow.
Oh, no. Hope all of you are better soon!