14 July 2008

It's February All Over Again. Dammit.

On July 4th, my family joined the Freak Family for a cook out. Met some cool people (you know who you are), ate massive amounts of delicious food, the kids had a great time (Flynn hardly left the swing set from the time we arrived until it was time to watch the fireworks and Evan palled around with The Boy, one of his favorite people).

The next day, I got an e-mail from Fearless Freak stating that The Boy was running a fever and had a sore throat.

Exactly 2 days later Evan said to me, "Mom, my throat hurts."

Uh-oh, I thought, here we go.

But no fever.

Until Tuesday when he got hit hard - high fever, scorchingly sore throat, headache, the works. My poor boy was sobbing, "My head hurts so much! My throat hurts!" I gave him some children's Motrin and put him to bed. I read some Harry Potter to him until he fell asleep. I think he was slightly delirious because he kept saying, "I want to call Dad. I want to go to coffee with him but I'm sick." His symptoms gradually subsided over the week until by Friday he was back to normal and we were living it up at the pool.

Yesterday, Frank mowed the yard, came in and went up to shower. A fair amount of time had passed and he hadn't come down to join the family birthday party for Flynn already in session. I came up to see what was going on and he was lying down. "I don't feel so good, " he said. I took his temp and it was a bit over 103 degrees. He came down to sing "Happy Birthday" then retired to our room. He has the same thing Evan had. Great.

At dinner tonight, Flynn ate approximately a tablespoon's worth of Annie's white cheddar shells n' cheese (which she normally loves). "I'm cold. I want a blanket," was her response when I asked her to eat some peas.

She'll be joining her daddy in the sick bed; her temp was hovering around 101 when I ran down the street to the drugstore to get some Motrin for Frank.

My girl is presently curled up on my lap asleep. She hasn't fallen asleep this early since she was a baby.

What the hell? It is freaking July! We aren't supposed to get sick in the summertime. Summer is running around outside, swimming, riding bikes NOT being laid up with a fever and a sore throat. All I'm saying is that this month better not turn out like February, that month of influenza and general ugliness. Or I will be one. unhappy. mommy.

So, thanks for the cook-out Freak Family.

7 comments:

Mrs. Chicken said...

I hate to even suggest this, but maybe we should hold off on lunch? I couldn't bear to get sick right now.

I'm so sorry, does that make me sound like such an a-hole?

Quigs78 said...

Aww...I'm sending well wishes for the co. of misc &co.

And well wishes for misc so that you stay well and that you can relax when you're done taking care of everyone.

The Fearless Freak said...

Dude, I'm so sorry!

Sending you some healing vibes for the family and some healthful vibes for you so you don't end up down with it too!

Mommy Schiff said...

I'm sorry to hear you're all feeling ill. I can relate. Our whole family went through a terrible illness about 2 weeks ago. I was the last to get it and it hit me the hardest. Hopefully you don't succumb to the same fate =)

P.S. I'm the woman you met at the gym today. *Hi*

McBloggy said...

Ick, thankfully last week's sick kiddo was down with the fast and furious stomach bug. My brother-in-law had what your clan is down with and he's been sick over a week. Sending you good thoughts!

lbotp said...

Peanut had a 12-hour fever over the weekend too. Perhaps it is just too much excitement in their little lives. Hope everyone is healthier now.

Leeanthro said...

Hope she's feeling better (and that you weren't up all night with a sick child).