Poo.

Up to my eyeballs in poo.

Today we took a little container of poo to the hospital to be tested.

For ROTAVIRUS.

I double bagged the little sample.  The outer bag being a paper lunch sack, that just so happened to have heart stamps on it.  As we were going through the administration process, the kids wanted to know what was in my bag and they proceeded to open it.  NOOOO!!!!  I cried.

Well, what is it? they asked.

It’s poo.  Your poo, to be exact. 

And we had lunch in the hospital cafeteria.  Hospital cafeterias are of course, designed to make you feel like an idiot.  So I just picked a random line, ordered what they had and hmm… what for the kids?  Ahh, cereal.  Cereal is good.  Where’s the milk?  Here?  What do I put it in?   A cup.  Oh, great, out of regular milk.  You’ve got to be kidding. Chocolate milk it is then.  Because I of course, wasn’t going to dare asking for help in this crowded cafeteria.  Then I might look like an idiot.

So I had a crunchy chicken wrap and the kids ate TRIX cereal with chocolate milk on top.  Spider had some milk a la mom, a la not so well covered as to be modest.

As we were leaving Engineer says, "That was a really good lunch, mom."

The parking lot of this hospital was very full.  A car of course, wanted my spot as I was leaving.  And to that driver and all the others waiting behind him as he waited for me to leave, I apologize.  The two year old with the poo-poo problem was having a meltdown and didn’t want to get in her seat.  Sorry I took so long.

My days have been pretty exhausting lately.

Please, someone, make it stop. 

So, it’s been a long time without a post.  We’ve had illness here…  Lot’s of it.

Sugar has had two weeks of vomiting and diarrhea.  

And last night was really nasty.

She woke up and vomitted in her bed.  Charming took care of it, but then a few hours later she woke up in a puddle of her own stool.

Eeew.

And really sad.  Poor little thing didn’t want to even move because of all the poos that were everywhere.

Yeah, so that’s what I’ve been dealing with for a couple weeks.  Poop.  Puke.  Lots of it. 

We went as a family tonight to go bowling. The children got bumpers on their lanes and we, the adults did not. Charming, Sugar and I tied with a score of 79 apiece.  Engineer licked us all with a whopping 84.

I am just glad that I didn’t finish with the lowest score.

Some concepts are just lost on 4 year olds…

Engineer, Spider and I all have some kind of nasty throat attacking virus.  It was indicated on the back of the package of throat loszenges that the product was for adults and children ages 3 and up.  So I gave one to Engineer.

Me: Okay, you just suck on them.  You don’t chew.
E: (Crunch)
Me: No, that’s Chewing.  You just suck on it.
E: (pulls it out and starts licking the throat drop)
Me: NO, you can put it in your mouth.   You just don’t chew.  Just suck.
E: (Puts it back in his mouth)
Me: Okay.
E: (Crunch)
Me: NO, that’s chewing again.
E: (Crunch.  Crunch, crunch, crunchity, crunch.  Lots of mad crunching)
Me: Whatever.
E: (laughing)