A Bunch of Sickos

As I mentioned earlier, the kids caught a bug at Thanksgiving time. We first noticed runny noses on the boys. Then while we were attending Aunt Rachels' wedding, we got a phone call from Grandma that they were going downhill fast. E happened to be at the zoo with her cousin so we weren't sure how she was feeling. But as soon as she was dragged out of the van that evening, we knew she was just as sick. All had the runny nose, cough, sneezing, and fever. We had to cancel our traditional trip to the mountains and just try to get some sleep. It's not fun taking care of all your children when they're sick. The whining and crying, coughs and sneezes in your face, and ALL that snot! It was everywhere! I've never seen so much snot. Before getting sick, my boys didn't mind the nasal aspirator (the nose sucker), but after a few days we had to hold them down to keep them still. The torturous cries that followed weren't pretty. During all waking hours we were wiping or sucking all their noses. After sleeping, it was if they had been slimmed. Not only was their nose encased with dried snot, but it was all over their face, in their hair, and all over their clothes and bedding.

So, it was no surprise that a few days later A and I get sick. Now the whole family gets to enjoy this experience together. Now we're really having fun with the holidays. But wait...it gets better. After having a cold for a few days with a cough that almost breaks a rib and wakes the neighbors, A and I get strep throat. We're lovin' life. This was one happy household for awhile there. But the fun...the fun doesn't stop! No sirree! We've got a 3 year old copy cat, so E decided to get strep throat as well. Fun...we're a funhouse alright. Not only does she get strep, but...drum roll please....scarlet fever! Hooray!

We're all on prescription drugs and cough syrup, so hopefully our fun filled two and a half week ordeal is mostly behind us. We're still recovering, but doing a lot better. Let's hope we don't get sick for Christmas, which was the case last year when E had a spike in fever, feberal convulsions, and Roseola. Good times.

Christmas morning...no fun.

Christmas evening...no fun.

Dr's office the day after Christmas...still no fun.