More Ranting

A virus is moving through our house. After weeks of waiting on the wife hand and foot due to an operation she had I finally had a chance to have the tables turned.

The kids, one by one, have been coming down with a stomach virus. While this is not an unusual event with kids, the amount of vomit, throw-up, regurgitation or up-chuck (for lack of a more tactful way of putting it) has been excessive. Lets just say the carpets needed a good cleaning anyway.

Sunday was our oldest son's turn to have it. He climbed into bed with us after he flooded his, very gross. He slept all over me and I didn't get much, if any, sleep. I got up with a headache and a fever and a queasy stomach and for the first time this year (as far as I can remember) I called in to work sick.

The wife was great and did a good job of bringing me medicine and what little I needed, at first. As the day went on I realized that the thought of me being actually sick wasn't sinking in with everybody. My office called 15 times. The wife brought me the phone and woke me up the first five times it rang then she just left it with me because she was to busy to answer it. I had to call on two customers and make a bid on some equipment from my bed.

Later in the day the wife asked me to take out the trash, help her clean the kids rooms from all the sickness and even watch two of the kids while she picked the other one up from school because, get this, it would be easier on her.

I don't get these people. When they're sick I leave them alone so they can get some rest. Today I felt slightly better but I was dragging ass because I didn't get any rest yesterday. I did go to work though because, well, what would be the point of staying home? Seriously WTF people?!!!