Day 3

Please forgive the play-by-play description of our sick days. Just skip this if you're a reader, and tired of hearing the details! I think I like to look back at what we go through and remember the realities...that, and the saying about women using 30,000 words a day and men 20,000; men using theirs up at work, and women not getting to start on their quota until hubby walks in the door...true in our house!! So sometimes instead of calling a girlfriend I like to write :) Esp. since Reuel walked in sick tonight too :P All 4 down for the count, though I'm still waiting for the intestinal delights.

Well, if I thought the last 2 days were rough, I was a real wimp. Today was worse by far. Asher had his energy back like a switch had flipped. He is past the vomiting, just the diaper blowouts and the hives now. Oh, the hives. I am going to put a picture or two at the end of the post but they are pretty nasty...fair warning. I recalled the ped. today and he said stay the course w/ Benadryl (which seemed to do NADA!) and see if it's better in 48 hrs. Asher was ANGRY, irritable, and itchy. He seemed even more crazy agitated and mad after a Benadryl dose (as opposed to sleepy) but I was afraid not to give it to him. So...rough day. Owen was still vomiting today, and just wanted to snuggle and rest like Asher did the last 2 days. Thus, the problem. Asher learned in 2 days of coddling that he got picked up, cuddled and treated like the prince while he was suffering, and he was not about to let his throne go to Owen today. Combined with his general discomfort, the now-energetic and demanding toddler spent the day screaming, throwing things and trying to claw Owen's eyes out every time Owen tried to sit in my lap. Owen, now lethargic, was being so patient and just waiting for me to deal with the problem at hand, but doubled over and moaning most of the day. Yikes! Well, they're in bed now and we're all alive...as long as it doesn't hit me overnight I can probably make it another day. All the way through Friday would do me in. How do you get help though? You can't exactly ask someone to come over and expose themselves to the plague. Tonight Reuel is lethargic and in bed, and there are 5 mountains of laundry which must be done, or else burned as toxic waste. Is my character stronger yet? Does complaining disqualify me from the character-development? :)

OK, here's the ugly pictures. So I remember what little man went through, and maybe someone reading will find it useful to learn what a hive network looks like.

OK, I am in a hurry, so the photoshop censoring is a bit rough :)

In the oatmeal bath

Yikes!!