Chickenpox at our house.
Yep. Mr. Thirteen (that’s what we call our resident adolescent just for fun on occasion) woke up this morning with itchy bumps all over his chest, neck, spreading to the arms…slight fever increasing some throughout the day, topped off with feeling pretty yuck. So you know what I’m doing. Cold drinks. Off to the store for Popsicles and pudding. Plumping pillows, taking temperatures, Calamine lotion, preparing soaking baths, comforting, serving soup, pretty much all day…intermittently, of course, with laundry, dishes, meals, changing sheets, tidying, answering pressing emails, running up stairs, down stairs, ironing, answering phones and attending to ‘Frankenstein’ - as my fourth-born Levi has proclaimed himself today, since he woke up with a ‘frozen’ neck and can’t ’tilt’ his head or look side-to-side without turning his entire trunk. I told him he’s way too young for this, while I handed him a bag of frozen peas to ‘ice’ for 20 minutes, then a heating pad to ‘heat’ for 20 minutes, repeat, then assorted other natural remedies…Mr. Thirteen just informed me that he and his brother had each other in severe twin headlocks last night on the living room floor…hmmm.
Happy Monday!
June 9th, 2008 at 10:21 am
Denise…you’re hilarious!!! you can turn any throw-your-day-off situation into humor! way to go!
thanks for the well needed Monday laugh!!
God Bless!