Sick Days

You know that sickness the girls had that I promised I'd write about last week?

Yeah I got it.

This would explain why I didn't write about it or much of anything at the end of last week.

It started with the girls though.

It started so simply.  There were runny noses.  Nothing a little tissue couldn't help (or a lot in our case)  But the runny noses begat horrible diapers.  Horrible diapers begat throwing up (more on that in second).  There were nights filled with screams and no sleep.  It was all times two.  Erin wore down and got sick too for good measure.  Basically it was no fun in our house.

One morning during the plague that struck our home, I came in to change diapers before work like I normally do.  It reeked in there.  It was a smell I didn't recognize.  I came over to Ana's crib to pick her up and something crusty was in her hair.  Apparently she had thrown up in the middle of the night while Erin and I were sleeping.  It obviously didn't bother her too bad because she just slept with vomit in her hair.  Needless to say I was glad to be heading off to work.

The girls had pretty good attitudes during the light of day.  In fact Ana sat in her crib with a smile and crusty puke hair that morning.  She wasn't fazed.

And I thought I escaped the insanity and sickness myself until about 3am on Saturday morning when it all caught up to me.  It was the first time in a very long time that I was sick to my stomach without the aid of alcohol.  I remember that I'm not fond of the feeling, and I didn't even get to enjoy being drunk beforehand.

I wasn't able to keep anything down.  I mean anything.  Toast?  Nope.  Water?  Not happening.  Sprite?  Not so fast.  Gatorade?  Maybe later.

It wasn't a good day and a half for me unless we're talking weight loss goals.  I literally lost four pounds over the course of 24 hours.  I finally was able to eat some Ramen noodles around 8pm without feeling the need to yack. 

Any time a twin parent say it's harder than one, they're talking about stuff like sickness.  It just has to be harder than one kid because...come on.  But we made it through and know we can do it again (hopefully not for a long, long time).

Twitter Machine Tuesday

The girls have been sick over the weekend.

If you were looking for a reason why I've been so lazy about posting, that's the reason.  Although I don't know that anyone actually needs a reason for my non-posting.  So we'll leave the excuses out of it.  Just know that a post is coming about that too.

-Is kid snot the only self-renewable substance? Why are we not finding a way to harness that for energy?
-Erin and I didn't see The Hunger Games over the weekend. Yes we're the ones.
-This weekend is Earth Hour. We're getting the Irish Car Bombs ready.
-For those late to the party you can read about the Earth Hour adventures here.
-I'm with Peggy Olsen. I don't like this kinder, gentler Don Draper. #madmen
-As always Roger Sterling is wonderful in all his smart-ass glory. So many one-liners, so little time. #madmen
-For those of you who don't watch Mad Men and don't get those last two comments. Get with the program.
-Of course the Trayvon Martin thing happened in Florida. They're friggin crazy down there.
-Sometimes I see prompts on Draw Something and think "How the hell can I draw that?"
-The sickness is coming over me. I won't blame my daughters though. Just their noses.
-I've missed Parks and Rec these past few weeks.
-I love 30 Rock and all but I'd prefer both shows on my Thursdays.
-I've grown to hate just about every contestant on The Biggest Loser this season. Also not nearly enough falling off treadmills.
-Too bad the US sucks at soccer. Even worse that no one cares.
-I used to love going to the movies and watching the trailers. The internet has killed that joy. #damnyouinternet
-In case anyone cares, I could really go for some soup.
-The girls and I watched The Iron Giant while Erin went out the other night. Ana was enthralled. #goodtastekiddo
-I call my girls kiddo all the time. I honestly don't know where it came from because no one I know says it
-I may actually read the Harry Potter books now that they're available on ereaders. I just don't want to lug them around.
-Had three of the Final Four picked...except my pick for national champion #oops #mizzou
-Why is Michael Bay trying to murder my entire childhood? Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles being aliens and not teenage? #huh
-Anyone else have "Zou Bisou Bisou" stuck in their heads after Sunday? #madmen
-Have you listened to "Rise Ye Sunken Ships" by We Are Augustines yet? Because you are missing out if not.
-I want to invent a barber/hair salon with a "No Small Talk" rule. Just cut my hair damnit.

I'm going to go down some Dayquil now.  Hasta.

Cold Season

Our house has been hit hard by cold season.

Grace and I bore the brunt of it first.  The stuffed up sinuses.  The runny noses.  The flem-filled coughs.

It was no fun at all.  Well it was no fun for me.  Grace was a freaking trooper.  She was smiley in spite of the snot.  She laughed her way to coughing fits.  And when she stopped coughing, she was right back to smiling and laughing again.  It actually only served to make me feel like a wimp.  Here was this one-year-old dealing with being sick with a smile on her face.

It did make me happy.  Just because she is a baby doesn't mean she has to be a baby about it.

This week was a different story.

Erin and Ana have joined to sick party.

It wasn't all bad though.  I became a hero to my wife for purchasing tissue boxes that have owls on them.  She loved them, and it almost made her getting a cold worth it.

Ana has been a handful.  She hasn't been sleeping as well as a result which has made her fussy during the day and unable to nap which makes her overtired which keeps her from getting better and continues the vicious cycle.  I'm already dropping the "Why can't you be more like your sister?" on her.  I know it's unfair at 13 months.  But really, why can't she be more like her sister?

When sickness hits anyone in our house, it hits everyone in our house.  That is now abundantly clear.  It doesn't matter what I do to avoid it.  We are all going to be dealing with the same colds, flus and any other infectious diseases from now until the nest is empty.  And that is a cold, hard truth.