Sick of Sick

Being sick sucks.  It sucks for any child, but I have to argue it sucks big time when your child has other needs.

Brian can never just be normal sick.  He always has to have these mysteries.  Like how the hell does he fight a 102.6 fever for 3 1/2 days, then break and be completely normal for a day, then have a low-grade fever of 100.1, then an hour later be back down to 98.6, and then of course as soon as he gets to school the fever rises again.

He can't blow his nose.  No idea how to do it all, so mucous galore.

After so much work to get him to take his supplements like a good boy- it's all out the window after the three days in a row of a 102.6 fever.

It's wonderful to have supplements spit all over you, ten minutes before you have to go out the door to have an interview with your fieldwork supervisor.

He's sleeping a lot.  That's a plus.  But it's never a sound sleep, he's crying in his sleep all night long.  So therefore I am up all night long.

Though it doesn't seem like a sound sleep he is peeing his bed every time he naps, as if he can't wake himself up.  I am seriously rushing around every day to make sure he has enough clean bedding for the next time he falls asleep.  I need a bigger linen closet to fit the extra sheets I had to buy.

He falls asleep anywhere, which is kind of humorous.  He loves the heater in the kitchen, he always hangs out there.  Here he is sleeping on the kitchen floor next to the heater.

He's cranky.  He's not responding.  So a simple question like "Peanut butter or safflower oil on your toast?"  gets no response.  Then when stupid mom sets the unwanted peanut butter next to the toast, expect a huge tantrum.

It's not all bad.  He's very cuddly.  Which I love.  Would be better if I wasn't getting coughed on and if I didn't witness him wiping his running nose on my snuggie.


Then on top of all that- add in that the other boy has had a cough and running nose for two weeks now.  Have I ever mentioned his overactive gag reflex?  Corbin is the only child I've ever met that has been exempt from having to clean up after snacks or lunch at school because he will throw up if he looks inside a garbage can.  He has thrown up at the dentist's office if they venture anywhere past his teeth in his mouth.  He has thrown up when he smells something foul.  He has thrown up when he saw a smashed pumpkin on the sidewalk.  He throws up when he coughs too hard.  He has thrown up almost every day since he's had this cold, not a viral thing at all, just coughing too hard.    And he hasn't once made it to the toilet.  So add his laundry on top of Brian's linens.  Wonderful.

My "take it one day at a time" resolution is already being tested.