Jun. 2, 2006
go away

So, the sickies have run rampant in house the last couple of months. 

I had my first,and hopefully last, bout with strep throat. Man, I never knew it'd knock me off my feet like it did. As if that wasn't bad enough, I had an allergic reaction to the antibiotic and was covered in a rash from my chin to the tips of my toes.  And, if that weren't bad enough, everywhere that the rash was 'severe' is now peeling.  

And, my hubby wanted to take me to the beach this weekend.   Oh yeah, that would've been a lovely sight to see a peeling beached whale covered in retro flowers. Ah, lovely, I tell ya.

Anyhow, back to the sickies.  Several days after my strep, the hubby was fortunate enough to receive it, despite our attempts not to pass germs.  [Have you ever tried not kissing your hubby every single day?!   Not fun.]

It all snowballed from there.  

The hub recovered from strep just to be hit again.  A relapse.  

Not much after that, the son was hit with fever and the stomach flu.  Two days of puke and stinky pants.   Whew.   A day later, the hubby was bit by the stomach bug, too, and is still trying to recover from the lingering pest.   Then, two days later, the seemingly health one in the bunch, the K-teen, woke up sick. 

Ack. 

I promise I won't breathe on you as I scream for this sick bug to get out of our house!