Friday, February 29, 2008

Two men down...

David's down with it now. Seth is improving. Though he threw up his applesauce and peas at dinner last night, he nursed this morning, and he was willing to eat a little applesauce and oatmeal and a lot of Cheerios. I think he's on the mend.

Unfortunately, Daddy is another story. He came home today with nausea, an upset stomach, and another symptom that follows those two. He went straight to bed. I am concerned. See, in our almost 7 years of marriage, David has never taken a sick day. Ever. If he was enduring the worst cold in the history of man, he'd plug right along at his desk, wiping his nose and keeping the world safe for business for another day. Knowing him, though, he timed his sickness so he only had to take a half day off of work and he has the whole weekend to get better. It's part of his efficient nature.

So I stood over his bed, and I gave him a backrub and rubbed his head. I made murmuring sympathetic noises. And I told him that as soon as I was done comforting him, I would be washing my hands 5 times in boiling water. It made him smile. Smiling is important when you're sick. It makes your wife worry about you a teensy bit less, in case she thinks that dying men don't smile so much.

So please pray for us. I'm worried about what will happen if I go down with it. I haven't yet experienced the devastation that can happen when a kid gets sick and then everyone gets it at once. If you want to hear about that, go to Rachel's blog archives. Time to go Clorox the counters, burn David's clothes, and do some Hail Marys. =)

1 comment:

Herb of Grace said...

Good luck and God bless, it can get nasty.....