I don't know quite what happened. We all got a little sniffly right before Christmas; day before yesterday we started feeling better, last night Kara played exorcist and today we're all much sicker than we were even before Christmas. Argh.
I take it that the "exorcist" comment means stomach virus? We've had that all week. Chris got it late Christmas night, and was scarily lathargic the next day. Ben and Julia had less violent versions for a couple of days. My mother (who waited two days to go to my aunt's so she wouldn't bring the bug over there) got sick Wednesday night--the first night she spent at my aunt's. She was even sicker, yesterday, but on the mend by evening.
My doctor said a lot of times, the kids cause the conjuntivitis, themselves. Kara's probably at an age where with future colds, you can encourage tissue use, hand washing, and that she keep her hands away from her eyes.
Re the sniffles--by any chance, do you have a real Christmas tree? On Ben's first Christmas, he and I were sick a couple of weeks leading up to it. He even had an ear infection that didn't clear up with the first round of anti-biotics, and we had to take him to a not-our-doctor-doctor, the day after Christmas.
I noticed while we were out that we both felt better. We went home, and felt lousy again. We went to my parents' house because it was my mother's birthday, and felt better again.
On the off chance we were allergic to the Christmas tree, Scott and I took it down that night, and vacuumed like crazy. The next day, both Ben and were much better. We now always have a fake tree, which I don't like as much. I wish I knew what kind of tree set us off, because sometimes, one type will bother while another will be okay.
No, we have a fake tree. And yes, something stomachy with Kara. And the doctor's office just called, 25 minutes before they open, to tell us to come on in. I love our doctor. Thanks, Cindy, it's nice to be hand-held now and again.
Owen is adorable, but yeah, soooooo grown up. Have a baby, Cash.
The Cindyloos (I promise to never use this term again) are allergic to Christmas? Bad tree.
The cute overload site just made me laugh. And sneeze. What's up with that?
you've got FOUR helpless baby animals, many of whom will gladly kill each other once grown
Hee!
I woke up with a raging "hangover" from two beers and way too much crying. Took headache stuff, a vitamin and just drank about a gallon (okay, quart) of water. Insta-fix. Now I am going to try and get a little more sleep.
Deena, I hope the sprog (well Kara now and Aidan preemptively) feel better soon. Good doctor. Cookie!
Muskrats in the beaver hole! Muskrats paying rent!
I love this bit.
The Cindyloos (I promise to never use this term again) are allergic to Christmas? Bad tree.
Yep. I'm tempted to try another real tree, but this summer, Scott's chronic, summertime (it strikes on July 4th, or thereabouts, every year) chest rash was finally correctly diagnosed as an allergy to pine, so what's the use? I don't mind the "Cindyloos" either. I can't remember not being called either "Cindy Lou" by people who came of age in the 50s, or some variation of "Cindy Lou Who" by my own peers.
No, we have a fake tree. And yes, something stomachy with Kara. And the doctor's office just called, 25 minutes before they open, to tell us to come on in. I love our doctor. Thanks, Cindy, it's nice to be hand-held now and again.
Your doctor rocks! Hey Deena, did you see upstream (it might have been before you woke, and I understand the skip and skim), I've just recently run across both a "raptorgirl" and a "Lillybean" on LJ? Freaky.
Now there are porcupines nibbling in the prickly bush! So much better than those bloody lions.
or some variation of "Cindy Lou Who"
It was this. And good to know it's not a cringe-y term.
The Discovery thing on The Ice World is all romantic subterfuge and drama, like a very cold soap opera. Just the thing to send me off to interesting dreams.
