We're back!

Ok, so that was quite a waste of a week last week. I've never seen any of my family that sick before.

JJ, who never stops moving, laid limp for 3-4 days. I don't think he even tried to move himself once during those days. If I put him down on the floor for a minute, he would just fall over onto his blankie and lay there until I came back. One time I came back to find this:

I love that he sought comfort from his big sister. I love that she so readily offered it to him.

On the Saturday (Nov 8), we held KK's birthday party down in our building's lounge. This was the first birthday party that I actually enjoyed planning because it was all about making it special for KK. But by about mid-party, I was so sick that all I could do was sit on the couch with my boiling hot son and wonder how I was going to make all these people go home. (That sounds horrible doesn't it?). Fortunately, my family stayed to help clean up because I was completely useless by that point.

Sunday, I was worse and then Monday, I was even worse than that. I can't even remember much of Monday, but I spent most of the day dozing off on the floor of the living room while KK played movie after movie and poked me in the eyes, begging me to stay awake. JJ was (rather fortunately for me) still sick, so he slept lots and if he didn't, I guess he must have played in his crib because I sure didn't hear from him.

Monday morning, I had managed to summon up all my energy to drag myself downtown and attend an appointment with my mom. I sat there dabbing my eyes and nose constantly, so much so that the specialist thought I was crying and overreacting about my mom's health. I was glad I went because I was able to clarify some things for my mom.

Anyway, since I had spent part of the morning away, Peanut-lover went in to work quite late. Before he left, I begged him not to work late because I felt so sick and asked him if he could possibly work on the Tuesday holiday instead because I would probably feel better by then. I was greatly relieved when he arrived home on time.

Tuesday, JJ and I were starting to feel better, but Peanut-lover had it really rough. He couldn't even stay out of bed he was so ill, so I took care of him and KK, who was starting to get sick. JJ was almost back to himself, so was requiring quite a lot of attention and energy, neither of which I really had yet... but somehow I managed. Peanut-lover ended up sleeping about 36 hours straight before he started to feel better, and even still he is coughing quite a bit.

Wednesday night, KK developed croup and was having such a hard time breathing, that we decided to bring her into bed with us. We tried taking her out into the cold night air, but it wasn't cold enough to make a difference for her. I probably watched her breathe while she slept for about an hour before I decided that she'd make it without a trip to emerg. That night was really rough, with her being so restless and Peanut-lover coughing so much. After repeatedly being kicked and rolled over by KK, I finally moved out onto the couch and got myself a few hours of sleep.

We spent the rest of the week and weekend a grumpy, miserable, oozing, coughing mess. We still have lingering coughs, but seem to be over the worst of it.

I hope this one doesn't get you (and I'm really glad that biological viruses haven't yet figured out how to travel through the internet). If it does get you, I recommend that you just climb into bed and stay there for a week. This one is no joke...