Looking At the Bright Side--The House of Sick Edition

It started with Sarah. She was sick. And not just a little sick. The poor thing had a fever for three days. Then a few days later, Dino got a fever and cough. 

Sarah got better and I woke up achy and with a fever. Now usually I hop in a tub and rest but not on this day. It was Sarah's festival and school and I was helping to run it. I had to be there. Mike stayed home with Dino and I took Sarah to her festival. I made sure to keep my hands washed and kept a distance from everyone there. It turned out at least half the moms there felt like I did.

I came home and  crashed, watching Noggin with Dino and Spanky, hoping I could get the girls from school soon because to be honest I needed Miley. I will admit when I am sick, I tend to rely on my oldest to help with basic chores like fixing a simple meal (peanut butter and jelly), changing a diaper and emptying a dishwasher. She is a lifesaver when I am sick.

So I go to pick up the girls and notice Miley is wearing her coat in the 74 degree sun. Uh-oh. She gets the car and tells me her head is burning but she is shaking all over but didn't want to leave school because she wanted to give her family tree speech. Now usually I would give a lecture on how she needed to get home if she felt sick but seeing as I did the very same thing that morning, I said nothing.

I brought the girls home, brought in the sleeping boys (they usually fall asleep in car line) and inspected Miley. She was in worse shape then me. Sarah got out big blankets and we all slept on the couch for a few hours.

The next morning was when the real fun began. Dino wanted hot tea for his throat. Sarah wanted sausage, Spanky wanted juice and both Miley and I wanted to stay in bed all day. Seriously the thought of standing up for more than 20 seconds was out of the question. Both Miley and I were dizzy, shaky, a regular mess. 

Mike did what he could to help but had appointments all day. He promised to stop in Whole Foods for some soup and was off. And then  the 8 year old and the toddler had the run of the home. 

I will admit I was impressed Spanky knew to get a bowl and pour cereal in the bowl, even if some did get on the floor. I was thrilled little Sarah was able to fix some peanut butter toast and honey. And I have a great love of Verizon thanks to on demand pay movies. Honestly, purchasing a new movie right away from home is the coolest thing ever and a way to keep the kids near me.

At the end of the day, Mike came home to what looked like a nuclear fall-out. Boxes of raisons littered the floor, granola crunched under every step one took, banana peels seemed to be everywhere but the trash. But we were OK. We survived.

On Saturday, Miley was fully recovered. I felt somewhat better and Dino no longer had fever. We pulled ourselves together for a wedding. (Post coming on this later :) ) We danced, laughed and lived again, without coughs or stuffed noses.

We came home and picked up Spanky to change him out of his suit. He was warm. I was up all night with Spanky. Perfect way to end this house of sick with a explanation point.

Oh but the bright side. Not only did we survive and learn we can work together no matter what obstacles are thrown in our face, the dress I wore to wedding was lose. It's a smaller size and it was lose. Seems the nasty virus diet of living off nothing but soup and tea helped me get rid of those pesky holiday pounds. Superficial? Yeah, it is. But after my week and even last night with Spanky, I'm going to look for anything to celebrate.

Wishing you a very healthy day! (Eat that vitamin C!)