Friday, February 29, 2008

From the trenches

I got up this morning, determined with everything in me to rid my house of every germ, microbe and unhealthy organism. I stripped my bed, which has acted as Disease Central for me and whichever child was sick for the last two weeks. I washed the sheets in HOT water. They now fit a twin bed. I sorted laundry. I'd wash it all in hot water, too, but alas, we aren't all the size of Barbies, so I'll stick with cold for them. I cleaned my kitchen. The bathroom is going to require the assistance of a HazMat team, I'm afraid.

By 11 I felt like I'd run a marathon and all I wanted was a nap. I didn't get one.

At 1 I had to go to the Indian Clinic for my TB test. At one point I was the only person in the waiting room. That was after the woman with both Influenza Type A AND B was in there. I'm not sure which one I had, but my luck, today I caught whichever one I didn't have last week.

For what it's worth, though, I feel almost decent today. I'm still coughing, but not so hard that I pee my pants every time now. I'm averaging about every four or fives times, I'd say. I consider that an improvement.

Kady came home from school with her bottom lip dragging the ground. This was the first indication that she was still royally pissed that I couldn't go to her D field trip today - the dentist and Dairy Queen. Since I don't work on Fridays usually I had told her I'd be able to go. Of course, that was before THE FLU and well, that six year old of mine just doesn't understand that I'm not officially released to go out into the general population until tomorrow. And I didn't think Mrs. Weece would appreciate me coughing all over her Kindergarteners. Then she told me Jaycee puked at the park and I was kinda glad I didn't go. Right now she's outside on the front porch, moping and talking emphatically to the dog, no doubt telling him that I am a horrible human. She just now came back into the house and told me that she would *sigh* eat the ice cream I bought from Cotton the Schwan's Man, but only if I would take the sticks out of it. And when I told her that she would just have to eat the ice cream with the sticks in it, she went back out to again tell the dog how horrible I am.

I love being a mother. I'm putting in for my vacation time now.

4 comments:

Lori - Queen of Dirty Laundry said...

I'm so glad you're feeling better, my friend! Keep us posted on the TB thing, though. I don't wanna have to come visit you in an iron lung.

Shannon said...

And I thought I was the only one who peed when I coughed....
Hope you are feeling better! :)

Jax said...

I am SO glad your feeling better! Well on a positive note....only 3 weeks till spring....then its allergy time! =-)

Christy said...

I'm happy to read you are feeling a little better. I was worried about you.

And don't feel bad about the peeing and coughing. Brookie told her entire class (at the school where I TEACH) that I pee my panties when I laugh. I told them the next day that she squealed like a little pig when I beat her butt for telling them that (just kidding).