Thursday, March 12, 2009


We stand on the front line against an enemy with a seemingly endless arsenal of germs, catapulting them at each and every one of us, over and over. In the last four weeks, we’ve had:

Riley – stomach flu
Me – stomach flu
Logan – respiratory flu
Me – cold
Me – intestinal flu
Finn - cold
Mike – cold
Riley – respiratory flu

When I woke at 3 am this morning to Riley whimpering with fever, I knew it was hitting again. I have not slept through the night since this all began – no one has for that matter. I can’t believe we are getting pummeled this hard for so long and with so many different bugs. And all this to manage in the midst of my 18-month ulcerative colitis battle, while taking a drug that lowers my white count! I am becoming terrified to go near my kids!

So the blog has suffered and isn’t really getting a second thought. There are barely any pictures of the pup, whose paws are nearly as big as her head. Money spent on swimming lessons and gymnastics and my gym membership has been flushed down the drain. I have a list of neglected to do’s the size of my Christmas list and we’ve missed more school and activities than I could have imagined. If I see the inside of one more hospital or doctor’s office this week, I swear I’m gonna lose it.

Of course it could be so much worse; I’m just venting. And dreaming of healthier days!

1 comment:

mary said...

Now that I am older with children grown, I wonder how in the world mom's, dad's and myself included did it (do it) when they too are sick and must keep going, cleaning, cooking, shopping, caring for the kids.

I have no recollection of that experience at all other then knowing I did it.

Parents are amazing - totally amazing!