After two visits to the pediatrician, one ear infection, confirmation of a virus brewing on top of another that was ending, and a few episodes of barfing, I finally caught the bugs’ bug. Along with it came a three-day fever. I don’t think I’ve ever had a fever for that long. No amount of medicine would bring it down. And I felt like I had just run a mile (a mile is equivalent to a marathon for me). (For the record, I still believe in Airborne, but after a week and a half I thought I was immune to my kids’ colds. Little did I know that another one was lurking in the shadows. So I got a little lazy with it. Fool.)
Luckily, as I was writhing around in bed looking SO-not-sexy, G worked from home as much as possible and took care of all three of us (seriously, I am eternally grateful for this man). When he wasn’t home, I kept the kids in bed with me and let them watch TV (don’t even think about judging me here or I must kick your ass). I tried to sleep off the fever as much as I could and lay in bed reading The Aquariums of Pyongyang, drifting in and out of sleep and, in my feverish delirium, dreaming that Kim Il-sung’s legion of border soldiers were hunting my ass down. Finally, after complaining much more than my kids and warning G that I was going to die like The English Patient after I am set aflame by my fever, I awoke yesterday feeling more-or-less like myself again.
Relief.
I spent the day catching up on freelance work that I had blown off to be sick. And then took today to get through my Google Reader. Not only because I’m a very slow reader, but because damn, there was a lot to get through. Three days of blogs! But a good indication of what will happen next weekend when we are visiting the in-laws/grandparents and I am, most likely, unable to connect too much to the outside world.
Anyway. It’s good to be alive again. But now, I must go and catch up on even more of that work.
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That’s great that you’re feeling better, so sorry you and your little ones were so sick, hope your little ones are better too. I don’t get sick very often,(I think all Moms have some sort of invisible force field which guards against sickness) because we all know the world would dissolve into a realm of chaos,misery and destruction if women got sick or let me rephrase, let themselves feel sick more often.
Glad you’re feeling better and I know how you feel. Our entire little family was sick for almost all of October, and then January and part of February with a few different viruses (my kindergartener brings home EVERYTHING). It’s only been able to breath through my nose and speak without sounding out of breath or hacking in the last few weeks. Unfortunately, I’m the breadwinner so I was working while I was sick. I think when you’ve got so much against you, you just use whatever resources are available. All that to say, TV is your friend; we worship it for a reason.
So hard to be sick when you’re a mom. And yeah, that’s why TV was invented.
Glad you are better now.
tv is bad? it’s the only thing linking my sanity to my brain. tv is crucial!!! all hail the tv!
I had a fever virus for a week in January. It was awful, just awful, so you have all my sympathy. So glad you’re feeling better. Let’s hope for healthier days as spring gets underway.
Three cheers for helpful husbands, by the way!
So glad to hear that you’re (somewhat) back to your healthy self. Keep getting better and good luck with the visit!!!!
Welcome to Sickville, population us! Em caught a nasty bug last week and puked 9 times before it was all over. The last one was on herself AND her car seat. Yuck. Thankfully we were visitng my parents all weekend and mom loves a cleaning challenge. I hope you’re on a speedy road to recovery!
(And I’m trying to catch up on 4 days of blog stuff right now - eek! Will I ever get to bed tonight?!)
Hi … Janet!!
Glad you’re back on the road to wellness … getting sick when you’re a mom is not like regular sick … it’s all about survival!
While you were gone I was reading your archives - August 2005 is a lot like my September 2006! Although the damage was a little more contained.
You’ll have to forgive the bad hair on T, we had a first haircut mishap, never to be repeated.