As a family with 6 boys in rural Ohio we had so many amusing things happen I had to record them. This is the 13th in the series.
Sickie
Sick time with kids is scary and sometimes funny. Adam, broken out in a rash to match his red hair, looked and felt very bad. I looked and felt very bad too when I discovered the medicine I was feeding him to cure the allergy was actually causing the allergy! The couch was where sick kids were placed, since it was difficult to climb into the top bunk with a bowl of chicken soup. If they were in the barf stage I fixed them a nice comfy bed in the bathtub. One day a feverish Frank was mumbling “I hear hot dogs walking across the floor” I just agreed and told him I’d keep them quiet.
The boys were seldom sick but when they were it was always the night I was supposed to be the speaker at a banquet or the night before we were to leave for vacation. Once Merle explode in red dots just hours before company was expected for dinner. I put up a sign on the door “Quarantine for distemper” but they came in anyway. When Scott started to recover from a flu event he tried to milk it for all it’s worth. “Mom, bring me some water”, “Can’t you get up and get it yourself?” “I’m a little dizzy” he says. “You should be, when I was in there a few minutes ago you were climbing back up the tree by your window.” B-U-S-T-E-D