Sniffle

I hope everyone had a long, restful weekend. Ours was not so much. Tommy and I are both pretty sick. Truthfully, I should probably be at the doctor today based on the sheer size of my glands, but as long as we're being truthful, I hate the doctor and how even though I have good health insurance, it still costs eleven billion dollars for someone to tell me I have swollen glands. We are both very sniffly and sneezy and stuffed up right now. Every time Tommy nurses (which he wants to do ALL THE TIME), he has to stop every thirty seconds to take in a breath through his mouth. It's sad, but also kind of cute.

The way I have to grab a kleenex immediately when I sneeze because EW? NOT CUTE.
Normally when someone is sick, you try and stay away from them, but it's hard when that someone is one. Naturally, within 48 hours of Tommy getting sick, my throat started to hurt. Last night, I was all of a sudden shivering and knew I had a fever, but didn't want to take my temp. I did and it was 101, but I woke up soaked in sweat this morning, thankful that my fever broke. At least one part of me is getting better! Luke had a little runny nose but seems fine now. I hope he stays that way.

We pretty much had to give up on all of our weekend plans. Thankfully, my parents took Luke to a parade and kept him at their house yesterday, because it's really hard to balance cuddling with a sick baby with playing with a toddler (I know that Tommy is technically a toddler now, but technicality is dumb and he's still a baby) and we felt guilty that he was just expected to sit inside with us. He came home from the parade with an obscene amount of candy, which meant that at 2:30 this morning when I was up typing up lesson plans, I was eating Sweet Tarts. Probably not the best idea for a sore throat, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. Then to balance out the acidity of the Sweet Tarts, I ate three Tootsie Rolls. I know I should be eating fruit and we have lots in the house, but I just want comfort foods. I also really want a pumpkin spice latte, but the nearest Starbucks is 25 minutes away and as much as Shane loves me, I don't think he's going to make the drive.
Anyway, Luke went to the sitter today so he could play with his friends and Shane stayed home to take care of Tommy and me. Isn't that sweet? It's really hard to take off when you're a teacher, because you can't just miss, you have to prepare someone else to do your job for the day. Sometimes I dream of a job where I could just call in sick and roll over and go back to sleep, instead of emailing lesson plans to my teammates and making sure that they know where my seating charts are.

Today it's really pretty outside, but also very windy (Beth would be proud to know that I used my weather channel app to discover that there's a wind advisory this afternoon). I've been taking it easy today because I really hope to go to work tomorrow and not the doctor. I've just been lying on the couch and watching Lois & Clark, which was my favorite show back in middle school and is now on Netflix Instant. I loved that show so much, but I am now questioning my 8th grade crush on Dean Cain because he's not nearly as cute as I remember. Of course, compared to 8th grade boys, I'm sure he had much to offer. Anyway, the show's a little cheesier than I remember, but still fun and easy to watch while you're sick because you don't have to pay much attention.

It wasn't the weekend I wanted, for sure. I'm still a little sad that our three day weekend didn't pan out the way we'd planned, but I'm hoping that this is it for sickness in our house for awhile because as nice and comfy as a weekend on the couch can be every once in awhile, I'd much rather be out living. I hope your weekend was full of lots of living, whether on or off the couch.