Earlier when I said I was sick, I was wrong. I was merely being inconvenienced with a splitting headache, burning chest, hacking cough and menstrual cramps on top of all that. Now, I am really sick. Fever, sweats, stabbing pain throughout my body. My legs and hips feel like the victim of a voodoo doll in the hands of an enemy. And my mouth tastes like some roadkill that was resurrected, moved in to my mouth, and then was creamed again. There isn’t enough mouthwash in the world to get rid of the taste right now. :(\
After I have one of my half-coughing/half-vomiting attacks, Brian mimics me by fake coughing, all gravelly-like. I worry he is hurting his throat. But I guess he’d stop if it became painful.\
ETA- Ahh, bad!mommy strikes again. Max’s school called because he is sick. Even though he had a slight cough this morning, I sent him to school anyway figuring he’d be better off there. Guess not. The poor boy threw up in the lunchroom and has a fever of 102.

Categorized as family

By Kevin Lawver

Web developer, Software Engineer @ Gusto, Co-founder @ TechSAV, husband, father, aspiring social capitalist and troublemaker.

1 comment

  1. Mommy says:

    You guys need to move to the sunny southeast.
    Love to all of you, but I’ll just give you all air kisses

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