Man, being sick with a small child underfoot sucks.
I woke up this morning and realized there was no way I was making it into work. I felt like I had been run over by a bus.
I emailed my boss and told him I was still sick, what the doctor(s) (for me and the kids) said yesterday, and that I would be in at 6:30 AM tomorrow since my son has an early field trip and I have an early meeting in Saratoga. I also told him I had work here (but I actually haven't done any of it) and I was available by phone if anyone needs me.
He emailed me back, "Slacker. You just want to hang by the pool. Feel better soon."
I figured that meant he wasn't upset (I am feeling a tad guilty because we don't actually get vacation or sick time or anything until we have been working for 6 months. I already planned a mini getaway at the end of the summer taking two unearned days off, with his blessing, before the 6 month mark, so I was really hoping that I could get away with not taking any sick time yet. Oh well.) Anyway, it is much harder being sick with children around.
I finally called my dad, practically in tears, telling him he needed to bring dinner over. My stepmother called back and I asked if my daughter could spend the night over there - and she said yes! I am so happy. Otherwise, I would have to bring her over at 6 AM - this way, I won't have to wake her up. Plus, I can relax tonight without her hanging on me.
I actually feel a bit better. But, I will feel even less sick when I have peace and quiet.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
Hi!
I'm still here.
We are sick. All of us.
It started with my daughter croupy coughing last Friday morning at 3 AM. I swear, between her and my son, I can identify croup without even waking up. This particular night, however, I was already awake, cursing my new sore throat. I started hitting my husband going "Croup. Croup. Croup. A kid has croup." (I wasn't sure which kid yet - my son - at 8 - still gets it occasionally!).
My husband successfully continued sleeping, so I wandered into my daughter's room, scooped her up, and brought her into my room. I could tell by the cough that it wasn't hospital worthy (we have had to bring my son in when all the steam and cold air techniques didn't work - he needed breathing treatments a couple times), so I settled her in next to me and tried to sleep. Except every three seconds she coughed. When my children are sick, I like them next to me. Unless they are vomiting.
So, I was up for the day at 3 AM - and I had already been up for an hour being pissed that my throat hurt. I made it to work by 9. My father came over to watch my daughter. I went home at noon, and slept on the couch with my baby girl.
All weekend, we did nothing. I was trying to get better. I did make it to two meetings.
Today, we feel worse. So, off we went to the doctors, and both my children, and I, are now on antibiotics. They also are on steroids. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I am hoping we will all be on the mend by then!
We are sick. All of us.
It started with my daughter croupy coughing last Friday morning at 3 AM. I swear, between her and my son, I can identify croup without even waking up. This particular night, however, I was already awake, cursing my new sore throat. I started hitting my husband going "Croup. Croup. Croup. A kid has croup." (I wasn't sure which kid yet - my son - at 8 - still gets it occasionally!).
My husband successfully continued sleeping, so I wandered into my daughter's room, scooped her up, and brought her into my room. I could tell by the cough that it wasn't hospital worthy (we have had to bring my son in when all the steam and cold air techniques didn't work - he needed breathing treatments a couple times), so I settled her in next to me and tried to sleep. Except every three seconds she coughed. When my children are sick, I like them next to me. Unless they are vomiting.
So, I was up for the day at 3 AM - and I had already been up for an hour being pissed that my throat hurt. I made it to work by 9. My father came over to watch my daughter. I went home at noon, and slept on the couch with my baby girl.
All weekend, we did nothing. I was trying to get better. I did make it to two meetings.
Today, we feel worse. So, off we went to the doctors, and both my children, and I, are now on antibiotics. They also are on steroids. I have to go to work tomorrow, so I am hoping we will all be on the mend by then!
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