....Guilt

I never like feeling sick. Who does, right? I rarely get sick. And by sick, I mean, down and out, puking the guts out, chills, fever, and taking naps. I puke when I am pregnant, I don't take naps and it is rare for me to pull myself outta life's game.

I gave in today. Jax and I are both sick. REALLY sick. Nothing is helping us and I finally had to admit that I was failing at trying to heal us both, while taking care of the Binky and Pudgie and the main squeeze. I even admitted how bad I felt and slept the entire day away last week... yep last week. I am going on 12 not so-deliciously long and sick filled days. Now Jaxi is right there with me. (I gotta admit, we both faked it pretty well for Superbowl Sunday, big mistake though)

I broke down and took us both to urgent care today. I almost had to carry my 120 pound baby in there. We have the exact same symptoms. We have the exact same pains. We now have the exact same 4 medications each. Dang it. Tommy, Jax, Brinkley and I were all beyond sick at the same time last year. I must be doing something really wrong around here for this to keep happening.....

In the 3 days since we had all our company, our house looks like a tornado hit it. I can't keep up with the dishes, laundry, baths, tooth brushing, anything. My head is killing me, Jax's is killing him, Pudgie sounds like a little seal when he coughs and Binky just wants out of the house. Poor kids. Poor Tommy.

Times like this makes me feel so guilty. Tommy is still getting dinner every night... but let's face it, chicken quesadillas and chicken pitas aren't rocket science. Brinkley just keeps heating up her chicken strips, for breakfast and dinner. Pudgie and I are on the water and apples diet. Throw in the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches every now and then and viola, we have gourmet sick days going on.

Keepin the fingers crossed tomorrow is better. We are hoping the steroids and Z-packs and all the other little concoctions our doc supplied us with, have us up and around. Sleeping the day away really sucks, no matter how good it sounds.