Caring for Sick Kids

Nothing like caring for barfing kids, especially when they are too little to do anything other than barf wherever they happen to be.  (Husband is also ill.)  Thank heaven for laundry machines.  But piece de resistance is the realization that it's only a matter of time before *I* get this bug. 

Mr. Rogers just said from the tv, "Life: It's a free ride every day!  Isn't that wonderful?"

Um, well, yeah.  Wonderful--but not always fun.

Comments

[Prentiss Riddle]

Ouch! I have a friend who believes that Pepto-Bismol is a preventative as well as a remedy. He may be dreaming, but under the circumstances I think I'd give it a try.

[lori]

You could also try my cat technique: Whenever I hear the bone-chilling sound of a dry heave coming from somewhere (oh god, where is she?!) in my house I grab a towel and rush to the source of the sound. I then proceed to try to place the towel on the ground under her head in the hopes that she will do her little throw-up number on THE TOWEL instead of on THE NEW CARPET. We face off. She goes left, I go right. She goes right. Me, left. This never works. At the very last second she always manages to turn her head or wiggle away and ka-ploom! I sulk off in search of the HotShot for Carpets.

Might work better with children..........

[Dr. H]

I have no advice, but I hope everyone is feeling better... if not now, then soon.