...That was the question asked this weekend, and the answer turned out to be "as sick as you you can ever imagine, then multiply it by about 1.2"
Lamens-speak for my babble: Chloe somehow managed to get her ear infection back that she should ave kicked 2 weks ago, and has 3, not 1 or 2, but 3 teeth coming in at the same time. And to toop it off, she caught sme sort nasty virus, that has had her in and out of a 103 fever for about 3 days. Wow, talk about the frustration that little girl has right now. As a result of this "Perfect Storm" of cooties she caught altogehter, Tracy and I haven't slept for more than 2 hour conscutively since last Friday. When its a virus, there isnt much a doctor can do but keep the body mantained till you can kick it yourself. that means for Chloe, shes shit outta luck till she can kick it on her own. Lotsa fluids, and no sleep, cuz she won't be taking any long naps through this illness. I Wish there was more we could do, but but al we can do is be there for her and comfort her till it passes. Makes me wish that I could stay hom with her, but I ain't gt no sick time, and we really need the check. This means that Tracy stayed home with her all day today, and she won't be a happy-camper by the time I get back today. Leaving early, gonna have to make up for it by skipping lunches.
This is the kinda stuff that tests how strong your marriage is. I can tell that much...
