Alex woke up crying, "Mom! Mommy! Mommy!" late Sunday night. Needing to be changed... and running a fever I counted my blessings when he swallowed the fever reducing pill with ease avoiding an extra trip over to my bathroom in the middle of the night to get the chewables. After a big glass of water, I tucked Alex back into bed and ran the diaper downstairs out to the trash on the side of the house. As I tiptoed back up the stairs I heard, "Mom! Mommy!" again. He was sick with diarrhea and like I had first suspected it was going to be a long night.
That was how my week started, and like the domino effect, Dennis, Annalyn, and now myself are all sick. No fun. As Dennis' fever rose, I tried to give him some medicine to swallow-- but he wouldn't have it. Poor guy couldn't swallow it and as the pill lost its coating and filled his mouth with a bitter taste it was so bad of me to laugh. But it was funny! And laughter at the moment was the best medicine. I had him spit it out and gave him chewables instead-- which he was thankful for.
Today the kids' teacher came out and went over all their work. She bought two pairs of earrings. Later, I took Rachel and Anna to the dentist. Praise the Lord neither of them had any cavities but Rachel needs her wisdom teeth pulled. She is scheduled to have two of them pulled at the end of this month with general anesthesia. It will be her first time getting put to sleep and she is a bit nervous.
Now I'm off to bed in hopes that the extra sleep will do me well. I hope the boys are well enough to go to school! If they are still even a little bit sick I will keep them home. The school is quick to call and insist that I come pick them up with just the slightest cough-- it is not worth going through the motions of sending them only to have to come and pick them up an hour later.