Gezundheit from Sidney,
I don't care if I spelled gezundheit incorrectly! That's right... I'm a rebel.
So, for the last week or so I've had to deal with a houseful of weak, sick, diseased people. Everybody in the family was sick, except for me. I was the one running to wal-mart at 2am to get another bottle of Children's Tylenol (the wife didn't mention that we were almost out earlier in the evening when I just happened to be at wal-mart).
First, Chris AKA the Iron Horse, got the flu (it's going around here in Sidney). It shocked us because this kid NEVER gets sick. Then, a couple days later, the other one got sick. This wasn't nearly as shocking because Chase ALWAYS gets sick, so we knew it was just a matter of time.
Next, the wife got sick... I would rather have 7 sick kids than 1 sick wife. You know how some people get sick and you have to hear about how miserable they feel literally 24x7? If not, allow me to introduce the wife. Even when she's perfectly happy, she still complains most of the time. When she's sick?? Oh lord, it's brutal.
If you were to talk with her when she's ill, you'd swear she wasn't going to make the winter. Also, she likes to announce how much she hates being sick... constantly... ad nauseum... until you just want to drop an anvil on her skull! Um, not that I wanted to drop an anvil on her skull, of course... that would be crazy! ;-)
So, you're probably wondering, when is it Anthony's turn? Well, shockingly, I've yet to really get sick. I've felt kind of off a couple of times, but it hasn't hit (yet). Whenever I've felt like I might start coming down with it, I guzzle half a bottle of vick's 44. So far, so good!
Turns out, being a germophobe clearly makes one medically superior to most normal people!
Oh, and during all this, chase had 4 or 5 stitches in his chest. He had a couple of moles that looked "iffy", and he was finally old enough to feel self-conscious about them, so he asked to have them removed.
About the procedure, he took it like a champ. Didn't even tear up. I was extremely proud! If anything, I was in worse shape than he was. It was pretty gross to watch the doctor work that scalpel. Bleah...
But, everybody seems to be doing better now... I can tell the wife feels 100% better because I don't hear her bitching right now. Also, the middle of the night coughing is almost non-existent. Since Chase was the last to get it, he's still fighting off the last of the effects, but I think he's mostly cured.
And, that's the story of the germ-ridden, bacteria-laden household that I'm currently running.
Go Patriots! Oh, wait... ;-)
2 comments:
We've been sick here as well. I used to be an Iron Horse, but am now just a broken-down mule. Now I get the flu every year, and I get food poisoning or other digestive problems every few months. I don't get it - I take excellent care of myself.
So wait... Chase was the second one to get sick, but at the end of your blog you said he was the last? Now I'm confused.
Maybe I don't want to come out there if everyone is going to be all sick and what have you....
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