A week and a day ago I had a procedure to remove a medical device. I have learned that it is called an operation if they put you to sleep, and a procedure if they give you needles to "freeze" the area so they can "operate" while you are awake! Anyway, I am mostly recovered from my procedure, then my wife has an operation to remove her gall bladder last Monday. So I am home to try to manage the house letting my wife rest.
Wednesday we were awakened by our three year old, Benjamin, in our bed mumbling something crazy. Dawn, my wife, informs me that he has a fever; thus the mumbling something crazy. Trying to keep up with the "letting my dear wife rest thing," I get the Motrin for fever. There, our early morning glitch solved.
A little later Luke, our eight year old, is checking the trash cans as part of his chores. Dawn calls to me from the hallway, "Luke just threw up on the bathroom floor." Too bad he was so close to the toilet and had to get it on the floor. Now someone has to clean the floor. I guess I forgot to mention that I had been holding Caleb, our eight month old, for two hours by this time. So Caleb goes to Abby, our twelve year old, while I mop up the bathroom floor.
Sick time at our house usually translates into movie time because you cannot go outside or anything else. Down on the couch, Benjamin is moaning about his stomach, then he erupts. He was holding a bucket in his hands mind you. I guess because he is three, I end up changing his shirt and shorts, then I have to scrub the couch too.
Grace, our five year old, is talking about her stomach hurting now, but after mentioning that sick kids do not get to go to the special kid's event at church today she zips her lips. After thirty minutes at the church event she comes home with puke decorating her shirt, arms, and face. Apparently her stomach did hurt earlier.
Our TV room looks more like a campsite now, but the kids are all in bed. Hey, I am no slouch though. I did manage to get lunch and dinner. OK, half the kids did not eat since they are sick. But taking care of half and feeding half should count for something, plus my wife still got to rest more than normal. Point is....... we survived the day! In fact I am even laughing some as I write all this out. I have read many times that it is important to keep your humor. Thank you God for the blessing of humor.
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