Saturday, February 06, 2016



I think I have the virus that knocked out Harry and Jack for a week each.  I am on day 3 (it started Wednesday at dinner time) and feel like total dog shit.  I spent all day in bed on Thursday with a 103.4 fever (taken with an ear thermometer, so it was probably actually like EMERGENCY ROOM HIGH).  I took ibuprofen and Tylenol alternately every 4 hours like I was a little kid, but nothing really helped.  Occasionally, I would get down to a 101 fever and the air would not hurt my skin, but mostly I just laid around and moaned.  I couldn't even sleep.  Finally on Friday morning at 2 am, I took 3 ibuprofen instead of 2 and about an hour later, I was completely drenched in sweat and my fever came down to 99.  I felt amazing.  Then I took some Tylenol and was drenched again, and my ear thermometer read 96.5, which made me really freaked out about the 103.4 from earlier.

I was able to go to the hotel with Ben and the kids and our friends for a sleep-under staycation yesterday because the kids were off school, and now I have spaced my alternating meds out to 6-7 hours, and my fever never gets too much above 100.  I was really sick in the middle of the night last night.  I ended up getting up at 2 for a mug of tea and a popsicle and ibuprofen and an extra quilt (brining my total to 2 plus a blanket and sheets) and watching Tammy and Reno 911: Miami.  I finally fell asleep again around 5, and Dorothy woke us up at 6:30.

Ben took all of the kids back to the hotel to swim until lunch and then he took them to hockey, and I have been in bed with The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt and Master of None.  I got up to do laundry and clean up lunch, and it almost killed me.  If my throat still hurts tomorrow, I am going to get a strep test just to be on the safe side.  Tonight, we hope to go out with friends for dinner and a movie, but I still feel terrible.  I really want to feel better before the Superbowl, AKA buffalo chicken dip day.

Before I got sick (which had probably been happening gradually for a day or so, but I had been taking handfuls of ibuprofen every 4 or so hours, per my doctor's suggestion, for cramps, so I didn't notice until Wednesday night when I was all the sudden achy and freezing and home all night with 3 kids while Ben had the other one at hockey), I baked a and cooked a lot, just to make sure everyone who hasn't already had this virus will get it.
 Ben knew I had a rough Wednesday working from home with Dorothy and Cooper, taking Dorothy to the dermatologist during my usual writing time, cleaning the house, running errands, etc, so he brought home lovely, cheerful flowers.  And I am so happy I put them on my dresser because I was struck down with the virus from hell only hours after their arrival, and they've been nice to look at.
 I'm so pretty, obvs.
 Dorothy has spent a lot of time sitting on me and speaking loudly.  Yesterday, she climbed off me after saying, "You're stinky again.  It's your breath this time."
 The kids loved the pool.  They swam from 3-7:30 last night and from 8-11 this morning.
 IDK what this face was all about-- he really did love it.
 All by herself in the deep end.
 An important hot tub convo
 Dorothy's animals and princesses
 There were 11 kids, and we fed them all pizza in the hotel lobby after we trashed the entire pool area with snacks and booze in cans and juice boxes.  The other guests LOVED us.

 We showered all the kids and took them home and they all fell asleep by 8.
 So many swimsuits.
 Before she went to hockey today, Dorothy gave me her Lollaloopsy and said I could sleep with it and she hoped it would make me feel better but please don't break it or get germs n it because it is very special to her.  I'm doing my best.


  1. She's a sweet little nurse!
    I rarely get sick, but when I do it knocks me the f out. I hope you feel better soon!

  2. Amazon for strep tests... So much cheaper than co-pays 😂