Cathy (gently) inquired as to my whereabouts this past week since it's been a while since I updated my blog. Would it surprise you to know I've been sick? Again? Sam contracted Fifth Disease at preschool and brought it home to me. Can I just say that I think I'm fulfilled my quota of fevers/upper respitory viruses/night sweats/vomiting this year? It's getting old. Really old.
Plus, Fifth Disease also caused the lymph nodes behind my ears to swell, making it impossible to put pressure on the side of my head, so I ended up sleeping in some wonky position, and now my neck is twisted and I'm desperate to see the chiropractor. Luckily, my appointment is tomorrow, because it's so bad, I've been needing high doses of ibuprophen to deal with the stiffness and soreness, and the pain is giving me horrible headaches which are making me grumpy.
And to make matters worse, as soon as I returned to the land of the living, I noticed that Sam's left thumb was red, swollen, and yellow pus-y. I tried the hydrogen-peroxide-neosporin route a couple of days, but it wasn't working, and his finger looked really nasty. It was the kind of nastiness that makes you wince just looking at it. And although it seemed sort of idiotic to take Sam in to see the doctor for a sore thumb, I took him anyway. The thumb's badly infected, and he has to take oral antibiotics now (which Rite Aid was out of tonight, of course).
In the meantime, I've been spending my spare time (during the boys' naps) sealing the new grout in the kitchen and eating area. This afternoon, after Sam's appointment, we went to get a couple more colorful bamboo area rugs to put in the high traffic areas. I'm guessing that the rest of my week will involve stripping up carpet with an exacto knife. After sitting by and watching while Tom do most of the work around here, it's nice to have projects of my own for once.