Plague Ship

Dude. Gah.

Nathan and I have been sick for a week and we've turned a corner --- finally. But my head! OY!

I'm that person who has said every year "I don't need a flu shot. I'm a healthy person --- the flu won't make me that sick." I am an idiot.

My Life With A Petri Dish

I always heard stories about parents never being healthy once their kids went to daycare or school. Yeah, that's about right.

Since going to daycare, Nathan has had two colds. This new one is really bad. Now, the poor kid has been uber-congested since day one, but it's really bad now: a constantly running nose that is still, somehow, stuffed up. Of course, because he's constantly touching me and putting his hands in my mouth, Nathan gave me his cooties too. Last night, I asked The Targo - who is a walking ad for Claritin - how it felt to be the least congested person in the house for once. He wasn't really amused.

We just have to let it cycle through. We're trying to decongest his nose in nice holistic ways, and of course, I'm constantly wiping it. I also keep washing his hands - you know, because they're always in my mouth or eyes. But the thing that would make Nathan feel so much better? Oh, getting some sleep. Mr. "Six Hours a Night is PLENTY" is sleeping for two, waking up for one, sleep for two, waking ... you know, because his nose is stuffed up!!! The Cycle! She kills me!

I hope you all are having a nice Kleenex free day. If so, send me good vibes and a little Emergen-C.