For the love of Pete – don’t come near us!

In case any of you have had the urge to visit us in Hometown USA…

JUST DON’T DO IT!

We just got back from the doc, and not only do we have 3 nasty gross colds, but we also have 2 cases of conjunctivitis and 1 ear infection. Not bad for a family of four, huh? Too bad they don’t have prizes for “Your Husband is a Dumbass and Brought Home Malaria While Working in the Ghetto, then Didn’t Wash His Hands Enough”. I think we’d win first prize every stinkin’ year.

Actually, more than likely he did a stupid man-thing and wiped his eye on his sleeve (I know, how frickin’ gross is that!!!), then forgot to change his shirt. He works in restoration, which is a fancy way of saying he puts your house back together if it blows up due to fire/flood/smoke/soot/sewage/rain/suicide/homicide, etc. So um, yeah, his clothes come home pretty messed up most days.

For those of you unfamiliar with the joys of conjunctivitis, if you are male, it goes something like this…

  • Your eye feels a little more watery than usual
  • Said eye begins to feel like there’s a hair stuck in it -  wifey says “better go see the doc”
  • While mulling over a visit to the doc, the hair begins to feel like Mount Rushmore is behind your eyelid and there is suddenly yellow/green gooey stuff running down your face
  • You put off going to the doctor again, and when you wake up, your eye is the size of a baseball and you can’t open it at all because it is sealed shut with yellow/green junk that has turned to concrete
  • You pick up the phone to make a doctor’s appointment, then realize that your whole family is now oozing yellow/green gooey junk all over the neighborhood – way to go, dumbass!

Oh crap – make that 3 cases of conjunctivitis – I just noticed my eye is itchy.

Disclaimer: If you are my husband and are reading this – the above comments were made for humorous purposes only and do not represent you.

*wink*

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Worst Week EVER!

Okay, we all know that having a five-year-old with a stomach bug is bad.

Well, my kid just got over a Monster-Stomach-Bug-From-Hell.

Not 24 hours…or even 72 hours. A full week of diarrhea, vomiting and crying over stomach cramps. This poor kid couldn’t even keep Pedialyte down for more than ten minutes.

All things considered, he was very good. He only cried if it really hurt, he would tell you as soon as he had a mess in his pull-up (yes, we switched back temporarily), and if he could help it, he would vomit into a bucket we kept in whatever room he was in. Even switching back to underwear wasn’t a problem.

Now for the really fun part…

About halfway through Connor being sick, Daddy got the bug. OH YAY. Any woman reading this knows full well how the most manly-man can instantly morph into a huge baby the second he’s got anything wrong with him. So, for the past four days, I’ve had to listen to how bad he’s got it and his stomach hurts, blah, blah, blah. Needless to say, he didn’t clean up a single instance of vomit or poop while Connor was sick.

Connor’s first day back at school was yesterday, and shortly before he got home, I started feeling funny. Not nauseated or anything, just a little…off.  I chalked it up to being up all week with a sick kid and a new baby. (Thankfully, Kyle – who is two months old – has avoided catching this awful thing.)

By the time he got home, I was feeling weak and cold – NOT GOOD. Got him in the house and settled, and took my temperature (my mom bought me the temporal thermometer – the thing rocks!). This one deserves another OH YAY…102.8.

Lee came home, and actually let me wrap myself up in blankets and go to bed for a couple of hours, made a bunch of bottles, then got me some of the stuff I needed – cold facecloth, etc. When I made the mistake of asking him to remind me when it was time to take my Tylenol…he said “I’ve been busting my ass since I got home so you could sleep. You’re asking an awful lot you know”.

Mind you – this is the first time I’ve really been knocked on my ass from being sick since Connor was born five years ago.

Can I shoot him now???

Anyway – the only thing you can do for your kid if they catch this horrible bug is to make sure they get plenty of Pedialyte. I even made popsicles with it and added a speck of Jello powder just for flavoring!

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