So, Sam is home again today. For those keeping track, this makes eight days of sick kids. Their tummies and my heart have had just about more than we can all handle.
Oh, nebulous virus, why did you have to come and stay at our house? Why did you have to infect our bowels? (Doubly why on that one). Why did you have to give Catie a cough that makes her sound like a Camel-lover? Why did you have to give the kids low-grade fevers…fevers high enough to keep them home but manageable enough they have the energy to complain?
Why did you have to infect my psyche with doubt? Do I feed a fever? Or was that starve a cold? Better to give Motrin and Tylenol or let the fever run its course? Should I take them to the pedi so they can also pick up strep throat with a side of rotavirus? Vitamin supplements? Fresh fruit? Cheetos if that’s all they’ll eat?
But the most important question, oh nasty virus…when will they all feel better?
