Nurse Annika
I'm reading the internet after a night spent doling out the Motrin/Tylenol cocktail, listening to two intermittent and barky coughs and cleaning up vomit.
My parents always said things like "That which does not kill us only makes us stronger" and "The Lord only gives us as much as we can handle". So, I'm pretty impressed at how beefcake strong the Lord must think I am. Dear Lord: I have not been working out. Please do not send anymore "endurance" type exercises my way for at least a couple of weeks, OK? In case you hadn't heard the hundreds of prayers floating up around the world, I am going it alone here and could use a break. Amen.
It's one of those viruses that is not so bad as long as the Motrin/Tylenol keeps being pumped in at the right times. The problem being that I ran out of Motrin at some point during the long night. I'm hoping to beg one of my friends/neighbors to run out and pick some up for me since I'm not sure I can drag my body even four blocks to the mini-mart. My throat is starting to get sore too, so I know that "it" is coming to get me. I'd almost rather have the kids be sick than myself.
Nurse Annika: Josiah threw up again this morning (he's SUCH a dramatic puker!) and is now flopped on the couch watching TV. Annika, in the midst of her own battle with snot and a barky cough, just sat down and lovingly arranged his blanket and started singing him some of the lullabies we sing at bedtime. Then she started singing "Kung Fu Fighting". Not exactly restful, but Josiah seemed to enjoy it. Now she's trying to convince him to shut his eyes...including using her hands to shut them for him, which he is not having.
Excuse me...
My parents always said things like "That which does not kill us only makes us stronger" and "The Lord only gives us as much as we can handle". So, I'm pretty impressed at how beefcake strong the Lord must think I am. Dear Lord: I have not been working out. Please do not send anymore "endurance" type exercises my way for at least a couple of weeks, OK? In case you hadn't heard the hundreds of prayers floating up around the world, I am going it alone here and could use a break. Amen.
It's one of those viruses that is not so bad as long as the Motrin/Tylenol keeps being pumped in at the right times. The problem being that I ran out of Motrin at some point during the long night. I'm hoping to beg one of my friends/neighbors to run out and pick some up for me since I'm not sure I can drag my body even four blocks to the mini-mart. My throat is starting to get sore too, so I know that "it" is coming to get me. I'd almost rather have the kids be sick than myself.
Nurse Annika: Josiah threw up again this morning (he's SUCH a dramatic puker!) and is now flopped on the couch watching TV. Annika, in the midst of her own battle with snot and a barky cough, just sat down and lovingly arranged his blanket and started singing him some of the lullabies we sing at bedtime. Then she started singing "Kung Fu Fighting". Not exactly restful, but Josiah seemed to enjoy it. Now she's trying to convince him to shut his eyes...including using her hands to shut them for him, which he is not having.
Excuse me...
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Oh, how I wish I could drop in to help you out. You're in my thoughts and prayers.