Look who came to visit our house this weekend.
Yep. We've got the Pig Flu.
Not everyone... just Avery.
Bless her heart.
She's doing ok. Drinking lots of liquids, taking Tylenol and Motrin, and resting a lot.
I, however, am losing. my. mind.
How many episodes of Dragon Tales does it take for a sleep-deprived, natural-light-deprived, shower-deprived Mommy to go insane?
I'm not sure, but I may find out very soon.
I've Lysol-ed everything in our house (multiple times), washed clothes and bedding, and given the bathroom a good scrubbing and bleaching. Even Avery's toys have had a nice bath in bleach water.
I'm pretty sure I have Chemical Pneumonia now.
I think I've also managed to burn off the entire epidermal layer of my hands from over-germ-x-ing.
So far, no one else in our house has the Flu (that includes little Charlie).
Although at our $50 Dr. appointment today, we discovered that he does have Double Ear Infections again.
Looks like we're going to have some fun times over here for the next few days...
Maybe I'll get lucky and bust out of this sicky house once David gets home from work. We seem to be running a little low on Lysol and bleach...and lattes.
If you see me wandering around the grocery store aisles, be sure to say "hi".
I'll be the unbathed, bleary-eyed chick wearing the snot covered t-shirt.