Two Down...

It's been a rough week. On Monday evening, I felt the beginnings of a sore throat coming on and after hearing the tales of the illnesses plaguing half of our student body, I was worried. I headed into the doctor the next day, and luckily, found out that it was just my old friend Upper Respiratory Infection. URI and I have had an on again, off again relationship during this entire pregnancy. I never seem to truly get over it because there isn't anything I can do. Rest and fluids. Rest? What is that? However, I was relieved that it wasn't strep throat or anything highly contagious.

Fast forward to Friday. 1 a.m. I woke up, as is my habit these days, and couldn't open my eye. I made my way into the bathroom where I saw that my eye was covered with some weird goop. You guessed it...pinkeye. I've never had this annoying little infection, but am well acquainted with it since I work among walking germs. Back to the doctor where I got the horrendous news that I would have to throw away my makeup and contact lenses and start anew. Aw man!

When I got home from the doctor, I saw Children's Tylenol and heard the dreaded words "She has a slight fever." NOOOO! Let me just say this; you know you are a mother when you are nine months pregnant, sick, have pinkeye, and would gladly be injected with whatever microbes are currently invading your child's body and would have said disease for one month if that meant that your child would not have it for even a day.

So here we are...Emma has a fever, stuffy nose, and an occasional cough. I have two eyes (That's right. Two.) the color of Piglet, a stuffy nose, and a constant cough. Poor Andy is desperately drinking Emergen-C like he's an addict while trying to take care of two sick girls. He has taken to sleeping on the couch for many reasons: He wants to stay away from his germy wife so that he has a fighting chance of staying healthy, my nighttime coughing keeps him up all night, and he can get up to take care of Emma without disturbing the few hours of sleep I get each night. He definitely needs prayers. And a vacation.