My kid missed both days of preschool last week because his crazy mother was deathly afraid of catching the dreaded bug that everyone I know on Facebook seems to be status updating with.
|Photo from Fit Sugar: Great tips for battling the stomach bug|
- “Now Steve’s got it.”
- “Luke had it on both ends!”
- “I have an idea to discourage teenage pregnancy….as part of sex ed class they should be required to do a 48-hr internship at a household with small children when the whole family has the throw-up bug.” (This, by the way, seems like a genius idea, C.W)
I will not be a victim.
I ask my kids every hour, “is your stomach ok?”
Our hands are crisp and crackly from too much hand washing. I sneakily pull down my sleeve over my hand before touching any doors at preschool or work and hope for the best. I got wind that the dreaded bug made an appearance at the home of our cute little baby-sitter – so I didn’t let her come over yesterday and even canceled ballet!
I bought some shares in Wet Ones and Lysol.
“Anyone missing from school today? Why do you look so pale? Was that a hunger growl? Why am I cold, do I have a fever?”
I will not throw up. I have a problem, but it seems to be working.
How are you coping?
I should also add that lice is back in town. Again? Yes, again. “Anyone got an itchy head?” So picture this: me, digging around in my own scalp in front of the bathroom mirror – looking for nits, bugs, and grays ~ may as well. So far, I seem to be OK. Heavens to Betsy. Is it spring yet?