Yuck All Around

It has been a gross week around here. I do not wish for weeks like these ever. Thank goodness they don't come about very often. We've all been sick. Emma started it. She woke up Tuesday morning all cruddy and coughy and... whiny. I started feeling it coming on a little that night. You know.. that dreaded tickle in the back of the throat.


But Wednesday, I woke up really not feeling well. And neither did Noah. Great. As if I'm not a big enough baby when I'm sick. Ugh.


So, anyway, Thursday was worse. I felt like death when I woke up and Noah.... when I went to get him out of bed, both his nostrils were completely clogged with dried mucus, as was half of his face... smeared with dried mucus. And his sheets. Green, yellow... mucus. Gross.


So, I cleaned all that up. I had to melt the stuff out of his nose with a hot washcloth. Poor boy. His nose is so sore.


Then today has been the worst!!!! Oh my gosh, I woke up so nauseated and my head felt so wobbly... bobbly that I thought it was going to just roll off my shoulders. Ugh. It's been rough.



But tonight, Mama took Emma home with her, which is the only reason I have enough presence of mind to write this blog and Noah fell asleep on my chest a while ago. I laid him down... reluctantly... but he keeps on coughing from his room. Poor boy. He's had a high fever too, and he sounds horrible. His voice is all husky and rough. I'm worried about him. :(


I hate being sick. I just want to lay somewhere and occasionally eat something and occasionally drink something and take a shower and watch tv. That's what I want to do when I'm sick. Oh well. I'm grown now. I guess I have to act that way. Even if I am sick. :)