I am stomping my feet, angry, ticked off, you name it.
Another BUG has hit our house again.
Thomas woke up this morning with a very sore throat. I gave him some Motrin, and we did school. He complained off and on all day.
This afternoon we went to Wal-mart, all three of us, and stocked up on groceries. He was complaining again that his throat hurt.
We get home, have dinner, and his throat still hurts, but he's fine.
And then, as he was getting ready for a treat of ice cream, because he thought that would make his throat feel better, it hit him. He walked by the trash can and just knew he couldn't make it any further. He didn't.
He's thrown up a few times tonight. He is not running a fever. His throat is red and sore still. What kind of virus is that?
I am so ready for spring, to be able to open the windows and get fresh air. I'd air the house out now, but it's -8 at the moment. Not going to work.
Thomas asked me if we had to do school tomorrow. Of course I am the type to baby my baby, so I would have said no. Instead, I told him to ask his principal. Bob told him it depended on how he felt. Thomas shook his head and said if he didn't feel too well, he'd like to read his life science text book all day. That's doable.
I am just mad because we've been sick forever! If it's not one thing, it's another. I shouldn't complain, because it's nothing *serious*, thankfully, but it's still a pain in the patooy.
So what else? Bob and I each have a sore throat. Hopefully our adult bodies will be able to better handle the virus, whatever it is.