I don't know if the Pol family is chanelling the Commodore clan, or just an ordinary victim of the bug that is floating around, but it looks to be a very hacky Valentine's Day. And no, the spelling is fine.
Both kids have been struggling with an apparent sinus/chest cold for about a week, now. Monster Girl started spiking fevers, and had to be stripped down to her pull-up on Monday when he temperature hit 103.7F. B-Boy, who we felt was over the hump, seems to have taken a turn for the worse yesterday.
The youth organization with which I volunteer had a ski trip planned for the eighth graders, meaning I had to head straight from work to catch the bus. As I drove that way, Mrs. Pol called and let me know our son had just thrown up for the third time. I offered to stop by the house or even skip the ski trip. She told me to go as she had it under control (a decision she came to regret).
After a nice ski outing, not counting the directionally and automotively challenged driver, I got home about 11 p.m. I set my stuff down, only to be told by my wife that I probably didn't want it sitting exactly where I had put it. Or anywhere in the general vicinity of where I put it. Or anywhere in the entire living room, including either recliner. That, apparently, was the field of battle.
My son had a rough evening, unable to keep anything down, and my wife bore the brunt of it. That left me to deal with the aftermath, including steam cleaning the carpets. The day had started at 4:30 a.m. after a night on the floor of my daughter's room, as it should be remembered she is also sick. I ran a 15K training run before work, and spent the evening chasing 13 and 14 year olds all over the hill. Steam cleaning carpets until after midnight wasn't exactly the end I had planned for the day.
Or changing my son and his bed linens after he got sick, again. And just to put it in perspective, he was so wiped out from the day that he didn't even wake up when he got sick that final time. We only found out when I went to check on him. That's tired.
The wife and I have yet to succumb to whatever plague it is that has a hold of our kids. If everything follows the same course, it looks like we may be celebrating Valentine's Day a week or so late. Otherwise, we'll have a nice gift for all the couples we come in contact with that day.
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