Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Day nine...

Day nine of the stomach bug in our house, and my sanity is slowly crumbling. Or maybe not so slowly. I thought we were nearly through it today, but at the end of the day Micah got much worse again and requested to be put to bed at around 6:30 p.m. Cody did go to school today, despite complaining this morning of a tummy ache, but he seems to be normal still. I think he had a case of the nerves, having been away from school for two weeks and being a little out of the routine. But Jamie still had bad stomach aches all day and also came to me at 6:50 p.m. and asked to be tucked in.

I am home alone with them now, as Mike is at a meeting. The house is quiet except for the dishwasher and the laundry, but I am a mess. How many more days can this drag on? My little boys are sad and in pain, and I can't bear it any longer. I want my happy, energetic boys back. I remain thankful that I have not caught this bug, though I have managed to reincarnate my eczema by scrubbing my hands at least 50 times a day in scalding hot water. They are covered in itchy blisters now, but I don't care. I'd prefer that to the stomach sickness, so it's worth it. But I am utterly helpless to help my boys. I am hoping by the end of tomorrow they will be over it. It has been five straight days for both of them, and Cody's lasted six straight days, so perhaps there is a chance the end is in sight and they will be feeling good once again soon. What is worse as a mother than watching your kids suffer and being unable to do a single thing to take away their pain?

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