But First,

For the first time in almost two weeks, I woke up this morning feeling like I‘m really FINALLY done with this flu business. We kept circulating variations of the crud. It’s what I get for living with so many walking germ factories. 

Sure, there’s a lingering cough, but I have energy.

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Skipping the Gym

This is usually the time I go into my gym and get moving, but two out of four of my ducklings aren’t feeling well, and they both prefer leaning on Mom while waiting for the meds to help. And I admit, an early-evening nap with a cuddly toddler is a lot more enjoyable than several sets of lunges and crunches.

One Man Down

Ah, I leave for just a few days, and Martin gets diagnosed with the flu. It’s hitting him hard: Miss C says he looks like a zombie. Fortunately, his Mom doesn’t need surgery, but needs to stay with us until her leg is fully healed. Meanwhile, Amanda and the kids are doing good, although the baby has a fever now. Hard to be away, especially when the baby is ill!

Photo of my boys watching TV last weekend. To be clear, the baby is holding a part of a stacking toy. Ha!

I’ll be home soon!

Worth It

Martin just called to report that Jaz came home from school with a headache, and is taking it easy on our couch.

Me: “That doesn’t sound like him. Oh my goodness, WHAT HAPPENED?!”

Martin: “Chill out, chill out. It’s okay. They were playing soccer, and he scored a goal for his team with his head.”

Jaz (in the background): “WORTH IT!”

Family Room Finally

Night shift nursing duty

It was another night of nurse duty for me. Fortunately, Jaz’s breathing is responding to the meds, but I feel so bad that the poor kid can’t just have a normal cold, and be soothed with some vapo-rub, chicken soup, and cherry-flavored cough syrup.

Asthma’s a bitch.

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Sleep Mates

Getting my heavy-sleeper son to use his inhaler when his asthma flares up is impossible, so last night, I carried him into our room to use the nebulizer after he resisted my attempts to wake up and administer his puffs.

I propped him in my spot on the bed, got the nebulizer set up, turned it on, and watched the mist appear around his nose to ease his breathing. Once that started going, I went to get a glass of water, and returned to this.

My husband and son, holding hands, resting contently while the nebulizer hummed. Completely peaceful and serene. Continue reading

Winter Warning

My rosy-cheeked boy from a few winters ago.

Looks like I’m gonna be printing out “YEA, YOU CAME TO WORK SICK AS A DOG” certificates for most of my office because that’s the only reason I can fathom these people deciding to bring in the plague to everyone.

Recognition, am I right?

STAY HOME IF YOU ARE SICK, PEOPLE!

You can check your email from home.

Man Cold

Anyone else have a significant other who absolutely refuses to take the necessary meds despite feeling miserable? I feel like making a certificate so that once he’s well again, I can present it and say, “LOOK! A certificate for your suffering. Clearly, this is what you wanted!”

I’m thinking I should make this certificate available for others, too. May even a create an “Amateur Nursing Achievement Award” for the one who suffered beside the patient.

First of the School Year

Ahhhhhnnd we’re off! Like pumpkin spice and Ugg boots, it just wouldn’t be the fall season without our first school-borne illness. Pretty sure our asthmatic has the croup. Always a little tricky to pinpoint such things with him, but nevertheless, he’s got meds, he’s got blankets, he’s got a Mom with an ear for all things wheezy.

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