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March 01, 2006

On the Mend

Yesterday and today have been rather relaxing, all things considered. Sure, it is no fun to be sick, but there is something comforting about snuggling up to my sick boys as they sleep. I used Spliggle as a little portable heater yesterday. He slept in my arms the majority of the day, spending only a little time in his crib. The Cat was mainly on the couch or his beanbag, but had some snuggle-time with me, also.

I didn’t toss my cookies, but I felt like I was going to a few times. It didn’t help when Splig threw up on me a couple times! Aside from a runny nose, congestion, nausea, and probably one of the worst headaches I’ve ever had, yesterday was a nice break. I was too sick to do work (my mind was mush,) but I was just well enough to watch T.V. and read the newspaper. It was a “forced vacation,” but in a way a welcome one.

Last night was not fun, as I had more “chills” than I did “fever,” so it was difficult to sleep while shaking. It didn’t help that Splig moaned every couple hours, the Cat was coughing loudly, and Husband was snoring up a storm. (The weather outside, however, has turned from stormy to sunny!)

Today I have alternated between lounging around and doing some work, though I haven’t tackled the dirty dishes since those make my stomach turn. My nose is a faucet and my tummy is a bit on-edge. I am exhausted, but forced myself to do 30 minutes on the exercise bike as I watched “Amazing Race.” Fortunately, the updates my web clients wanted were straightforward and didn’t require brain power.

I am going to go back to the television for awhile and veg. The Cat is already asleep on the couch, though he was awake most of the morning. We had a little pillow fight and he ate some ham. We watched “Deal or No Deal” while talking about numbers. I think he is feeling much better.

Spliggle has had a tough day. He cried for several hours before having a wonderful mid-morning of playing, giggling, and exploring. He then cried some more and is now asleep in his crib. He is still feverish and having difficulty keeping things in his tummy.

Yesterday, I gave Splig a tiny piece of a chocolate Balance bar. The Cat is typically the only one who eats them, so he was shocked and angry that his little brother would dare eat one of his bars. For the rest of the day yesterday, plus the beginning of this morning, the Cat would pout, “I don’t like him anymore.” When I would ask why, he would whine “Because he ate my Balance bar!” It was adorable but also sad. I kept explaining that I was the one who gave him the tiny amount of nutrition bar to help him feel better. Husband also had a talk with him this morning. Still, he distanced himself from his brother, deciding to play “far far away” from him because of the perceived slight.

Mid-nap, Spliggle started crying. The Cat went upstairs. I heard him on the baby monitor, “Oh, don’t be sad. I am not mad at you anymore! Come downstairs and play!”

The Cat was devastated that his brother had to take a nap. He wanted to play with him.

Last night, the Cat really wanted his daddy. He asked for chocolate milk. I explained that my tummy was too timid to get the chocolate milk, but that Daddy would get it when he came home. I explained that in the meantime, he could have some water. “Mean Time?” the Cat asked, “These times are Mean?”

Indeed, we had some mean times, but I think we are all getting better. Husband has avoided getting ill. Husband is the only one in our family who got a flu shot this year.

Lesson learned.

Posted by karianna at March 1, 2006 03:05 PM

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