They put me on the phones & I didn't burn down the company

You think I'm kidding?

How does being on the phone have anything to do with burning down a building?

Trust me, if there was a way, I would have figured it out.

Let me set the scene for you.

I was sick.
Pepto Bismal sick.

As in, I had to keep swigging The Pepto in order to keep all my bodily fluids from simultaneously combusting from my body all at once.


I'm at work.
Because I don't miss work.
I've been at the company for over four months, and not missed a single day.

Pretty much the entire office was in meetings.
So the receptionist...and the backup receptionists were all in meetings.

And they put me on the phones.

After my panic attack,
and another two swigs of Pepto...
I was ready to go.

Did you know they record all outgoing and incoming calls?

Someone, somewhere, is laughing at the calls I took.

But, you know what?

I didn't burn down the company.

So it's all good.

And then they made me manager.
hehehe

It's not swine flu...

...but, it's kicking my butt.

First Remy got it.

Then a few days later, Donny got it.

Then it got me.

I've been renewing my acquaintance with this:

The Pea Under My Mattress

I haven't been sleeping well lately.

My children have been sick.

It doesn't seem to matter how old they are, when one or both gets sick, I don't sleep well.

I worry.

I've been doing this for over 11 years.

Right now it's my Remy who's sick.

And when he's sick and miserable...the whole house feels it.

But, the worry is not contained to just him.

I lie awake at night trying to figure out what gifts to get which family members...

or how we can work out visiting everyone in the time we have off...

or where I need to plant my money tree...


Are you sitting on a great gift idea?
What's has you worrying?

It's not ideal to sleep in a twin bed with a large dog.

Yesterday, both my boys stayed home from school. I was suspicious.

I sent out a twitter...was this suspicious? Or contagious?

Turns out, contagious.

One has had blasting diarrhea, the other has thrown up and has a fever.
My bathroom looks like a crime scene.
Then I felt icky and realized I had a fever.

It made for a long day.

Then, last night, oh, what can I say about last night.
I ended up in a twin-sized bed with the 89 pound dog, Annie.
She snores, she takes up a lot of room and she changes position every half hour.

At 3am, I had to move to the den floor, with Annie, to keep one child company.
long story.
at 4am one child freaked out because he couldn't find me, and I moved back to the master bed.
at 5am we talked about heading to the ER. (we didn't)
at 6am we had family bonding.
at7am, I was back in bed.

Today, both kids are home again. Still sick. My sanity is lost. I'm a walking zombie. And the worry doesn't turn off...when the kids are sick, I worry.

I had something else to post about, but I've completely forgotten what it was.
I have a lot of laundry and cleaning to do today.
I started seeing a therapist yesterday.
My new goal is to work on me.
Did you know that in this day and age, some people still don't believe in therapy?
I think it almost always is beneficial.
I think everyone should experience it.
Do you agree? Or do you think I'm off my rocker?

What do you give a pig with a sprained ankle?

Answer: An Oinkment!!

Bad joke, I know. Everyone can groan now. We have to make light of the issue somewhat, because my son's in pain! Yes, he sprained his ankle yesterday at school on the playground during recess. He heard a bad crack when he fell and assumed it was broken. It was pretty painful, and he couldn't even really walk on it. I got a call from the school nurse and rushed to pick him. Then we took a trip to the emergency center (instead of the pediatrician, then the xray center, then another dr) to have it xrayed and taken care of quickly. We were in and out in an hour, and the good news was it was NOT broken! YAY!! Here is a picture of him in the e-center, ice on his ankle (see it's swollen on the right side already like a ball) and his whole leg is scratched up.


This is the room they put us in...obviously the bone room. Look at all those crutches!

My son was using his baseball bat to hobble around as a crutch, until they put him in a wheelchair. This baseball bat.
And, here he is again as we got home...this time on real crutches with an air cast on his ankle. He can't walk on it yet. Our dog Annie is checking it out, sniffing everything.
She's very interested in what's wrong with her boy.

And, here's a close up of the air cast. Poor Donny!
But, at least it's not a break, and he is only out for a week. He was worried he was out of baseball season for good! This is my third ER trip in a few weeks. If you're interested, here is some info about the ER visit with my elderly father who lives with us and another post about how I was about to break him out of the hospital...and another ER visit with Donny where we learned some interesting stuff.

Do you Blokus?

So, with one son home sick, we've been playing lots of board games. Some of our favorites are Sequence, Scrabble, Monopoly, Sorry and Blokus.

Blokus is an awesome strategy game for all ages. Our youngest son, Remy, starting playing it when he was five years old. The rules take about a minute to explain, very simple and straightforward. The game was invented by a frenchman named Bernard Taritian who is a mathematician and biochemist.

The color blue always goes first...and when my son Donny is the color blue, he always wins! (He wins a lot as other colors also) We have now banned him from being blue. Unfair but true.

Remy saw The Simpsons version of Monopoly at a local Wal-Mart or Target store recently and really wants it. Of course, since then I haven't seen it anywhere, although I'm sure I could find it online.

Other things the sick flu child has been doing when he feels up for it are coloring and watching movies. We print coloring pages off the Internet of his favorite TV show characters.

Tag, you're it.

The flu has hit our household. Despite the flu shot, my six-year-old son, Remy, has come down with it, poor little guy. We were told it hopefully wouldn't be as bad as it could be since he had the shot. Also, we caught it quickly, so he was able to go on the anti-viral medication.

He's been down and out, aching all over, coughing, diarrhea, throw-up, the works. I'm hoping the rest of the family doesn't catch it...

Wish us luck!!