But this past week, Ledger came down with the crud. (
Monday at the Dr. Poor little guy...
When Ledger gets a glimpse of this, all hell breaks loose. OH MY LORD! You would have thought I chopped off his left ear and right arm. It takes BOTH Brad and I to hold him down. It has gotten to be quite comical. I know, kind of cruel, but funny!
Wednesday morning Brad wakes up and sounds like DEATH. I mean, horrible. Soooo, he gets a Z pack Wednesday and by Friday aftenoon late, I thought I was dying... So another Wainscott was prescibed a steroid shot and a Z-Pack. GOOD GRIEF! It spread all throughout this house at a rapid speed! It's one thing to be sick when their isn't a child involved and you can come home, crash in bed, get up to maybe brush your teeth and crawl back into bed at 8:00. Those days are long gone...
Got to love a Z-Pack...
Here it is Sunday and we all are three on the mend - fingers crossed! We need a week where we are all three healthy, not hacking up a lung, and depleting boxes of Kleenex at warp speed.
I love this. I think this is a great idea for the first full week back! Don't you guys think so?
Happy Sunday All!
Love,
~H
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