Hello. I couldn’t see you past that pile of Kleenex.

The flu has hit our house. How exciting for us. Without all the gory details,
-Cole’s been home sick since Sunday. He missed four days of school and was finally able to go to school today. I live in fear at the amount of homework he will have after missing four days of school.
-Megan, who has had some weird symptoms off and on since Saturday night, is home today. She stayed home on Monday or Tuesday, but then felt better, so she went back. Today, she’s got full blown symptoms of coughing, runny nose and fever, so I just sent her back to bed.
-John acts perfectly fine during the day, but then when he goes to bed, he wakes up crying that his neck hurts, and he freaks out and screams and throws a fit when we try to give him medicine. He stayed home yesterday, but seems FINE right now. But after last night’s horror, I don’t see how I can send him to school.
-Ryan woke me up with his coughing the night before last. He finally got up and left, so I could get another hour of sleep, but then after I got up, he went back to bed and slept until almost noon. He doesn’t feel great today, either.

I am doling out tylenol, zinc, euchinachea, cold-ease, cough drops, thera-flu, dristan, vitamin C…and the list goes on. I wash my hands constantly, I’m using lysol wipes on my computer and mouse and the phone. I am gargling with salt water and taking all my vitamins because, while I have sympathy for my family members, I. can. not. get. sick. Someone has to be around to take care of these people, even if they don’t want to swallow the pills I am forcing on them. Besides, I have a CONCERT next week, and I can’t miss it.

I’m going to see if I can take John and Megan in to the doctor and see if we can’t find out something–anything about what they have and what ELSE I can do to help them get better.

And maybe pick up a mask for myself and the two girls who are still (knock on wood) healthy.