I picked up the hysterical crying baby and brought him into the living room to give him some Tylenol. I mean, he might be teething.
Turns out his stomach hurt. I know because as soon as I dosed him with the medicine, he gagged, coughed, and then projectile vomited on me.
All three children are sick. They're sharing The Snot. Oh, and as a special added bonus, the baby has thrush! So there's that.
Yesterday Dashing Husband fell while mountain biking and gashed his knee wide open. When he came home he showed me his disgusting, gaping wound, so artfully reminiscent of ground beef. I thought I was more hardcore than this, but I winced and squealed like a little girl. It was kind of a "WOW, I'm out of my comfort zone, sorry dude, you're on your own" moment.
I'm not proud, but there it is. Dashing Husband earned himself 10 stitches and a ride to work every day this week. Which I'm cool with, as long as I don't have to see anything.
YIKES! You guys are up against it! Hope all clears up soon! Love ya,Nana
Posted by: Nana | October 27, 2008 at 08:48 PM
oy vay. you sure have a handful. will our families ever be healthy at the same time again?
feel better everyone.
Posted by: mamadaisy | October 28, 2008 at 11:56 AM