Overall my family's right healthy, but there's some bug creeping through the schools that's starting to manifest itself around here. Sabrina puked yesterday, Jack and Nando are coughing, and Chuy ran a fever, hacking like an old man.
Not everyone's up for church yet, so I don't know what today's gonna bring.
I've never been able to properly read a thermometer, but I hug my kids enough to know when the temperature on their skin, or within their bodies, is elevated. When I've taken any one of them to the doctor, I've always guessed the correct temperature nearly right on the money every single time. Yeah, I'm bragging, I know my kids.
Not owning a thermometer has meant one less thing to break.
The creche above is only safe because it's now over at Sarah's house. Surprisingly enough, we do have one set up in the family room at the moment, so far so good, but it's kinda tucked away on the plant end of the room.
My own immune system is very strong. I rarely, almost never ever, catch anything from them, maybe it's an inhospitable environment for a bug within my often uber-stressed system? Who knows? Maybe all that Vitamin C flushes anything out of me. Maybe it's the high-fiber diet? The lack of greasy animal protein contaminating my guts? Possibly I'm just too annoying for a bug to settle within me?
It's gonna be warm enough to haul manure later today. My innards are racing to get it done, then I wanna put a 6" layer over on top of all my garden beds in the Big Back Garden, plus I gotta call Tree Man for wood chips, and then I can single-handedly finish off Grandma's area, me happily racing around with a wheelbarrow, and have her set to plant at the end of January when we need to get onions and greens out, plus root vegetable seeds in the ground.
We never even unlocked out front gate yesterday, Grandma never got out of her nightgown, but, I, at least, got a great deal accomplished. Amazing what one can get done when the other housemates aren't starting fights, fires, or problems. They all played happily, fairly well, leaving me without having to referee anything at all.
I love it when that happens around here.
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Love those never get out of pj days! They should happen more often.
Hope everyone is feeling better soon. I am lucky that my kids are pretty (knock wood) healthy also. I credit the fact that they play outside when most kids sit on their rears inside all day. BTW, how did Preston make out? Hoping all is well.
I call it my mom-ometer. The kids hate that I have a temperature calibration in my hand, but it does solve a lot of issues! Hope everyone is feeling well soon.
Pjs are THE BOMB. 'Nuff said.
I'm gonna take the mom-ometer word, I love it, it fits so well.
Preston is now absolutely fine, he's pulled through. He taught us all some lessons here about gratitude and toughness.
Congrats on the pjs day... even bigger congratulations that Preston pulled through... I have been worried about not hearing anything. Christmas is tough enough for kids in care without grief of another loss. Your kids are sooo luck y to have you AND your mom-ometer!
Gail Underwood Parker
www.upbeatsanddownbeats.blogspot.com
PS WIsh I could send a plane for you and yours so that you could take advantage of the free week on the Maine coast that I told about in my blog. You guys would be perfect for it!
I used to never get sick thanks to my hyperactive immune system -- then developed rheumatoid arthritis. Go out and expose yourself to some strong germs please! Your immune system needs something real to attack.
Gail, Preston being fine is the best Christmas gift ever. We're so grateful for his good health now.
Anonymous - and that gets me to thinking about how our germ-phobia culture with all the sani--rinses etc is just ruining itself.
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