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No. No. No, no, no, no, NOOOOOOO.
The vomit bug is back. Child 1 went through a really nasty episode from around 4 am to 4 pm today. He's the one who can aim. Child 4, however, has now started up. She can't aim. She's only 4. And we have three more kids to go--plus us.
DH has to teach four classes back to back on Monday, followed directly by a job interview, and the next day he flies off for another interview. The economy is really scary, and even without that, OUR economy is scary (his adjunct job is not enough). There are maybe 100 people trying to get each of these jobs. He CAN'T be sick. He already went to the doctor today for a plugged ear. The doctor wanted to put tubes in. He doesn't have time for ear surgery before he goes, so he's on a very high dose of cortizone. Hopefully that doesn't mess up his interviews and preparation. But the stomach flu--NOT GOOD.
I've already washed the dishes with bleach and I'm spraying that lysol germ killing stuff everywhere. The girls are in a tent with easy-to-wash sleeping bags, and a newspaper-strewn path over the carpet to the bathroom. I don't know what else to do. Excuse me while I curl up in a fetal position and start moaning.
Wishing you all a germ-free evening...
The vomit bug is back. Child 1 went through a really nasty episode from around 4 am to 4 pm today. He's the one who can aim. Child 4, however, has now started up. She can't aim. She's only 4. And we have three more kids to go--plus us.
DH has to teach four classes back to back on Monday, followed directly by a job interview, and the next day he flies off for another interview. The economy is really scary, and even without that, OUR economy is scary (his adjunct job is not enough). There are maybe 100 people trying to get each of these jobs. He CAN'T be sick. He already went to the doctor today for a plugged ear. The doctor wanted to put tubes in. He doesn't have time for ear surgery before he goes, so he's on a very high dose of cortizone. Hopefully that doesn't mess up his interviews and preparation. But the stomach flu--NOT GOOD.
I've already washed the dishes with bleach and I'm spraying that lysol germ killing stuff everywhere. The girls are in a tent with easy-to-wash sleeping bags, and a newspaper-strewn path over the carpet to the bathroom. I don't know what else to do. Excuse me while I curl up in a fetal position and start moaning.
Wishing you all a germ-free evening...
