Sickness Be Damned or Day 8

Our house has been cursed.  Or should I say I have been cursed.  No I am not the sick one.  I am the punished one who has to take care of the sick ones.  Hubby and Minnow are both sick.  I love my hubby to death and think that he really is the greatest man/hubby/father, but SERIOUSLY he is the WORST sick person I know. He has been home sick for FOUR long days.  Minnow has had a bit of the sniffles himself and is also beginning to throw tantrums.  So I have a whiny 40 year old man and a crabby I will just throw myself on the ground and kick and scream until you let me stay up until 11pm watching Spongebob son.  It is pure hell here at casa de la sickos.  Please send help–wine, liquor, flare gun, chocolate…Anything.

3 thoughts on “Sickness Be Damned or Day 8

  1. AHH! I know your pain – Kevin is coming down with something and Micah is cutting tooth #2. Scary. I think you should definitely sneak out and get some wine – it’s your only hope! 🙂

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  2. LOL…but not so funny for you. My hubby too is the WORST sick person. Of course when I’m sick it’s never serious. He’s an ICU nurse so unless I’m on a ventilator and dying then it’s no big deal;/ I’m hoping your guys are well soon and that you DO NOT get it too.
    Becky

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  3. Sorry for the sickness–sounds like our house. Except I’d be the annoying one who said to hubby at 3am when Amelie woke up for the 100th time, “If I don’t get some sleep, I will be sick forever.”

    Sorry to hear the waiting is going so slow for numero dos. You mentioned that maybe you’d switch gender…have you thought about just leaving it open? We did that and although we thought it was a sure path to a boy, we did end up with a girl (even though we’re the only people who didn’t specify “girl” waiting for infants at the time). Hang in there, I know this sucks.

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