Tuesday, February 16, 2010

One of THOSE Weekends

I considered bagging it today on posting.

It was a rough weekend. The snow was fun, especially as we don’t get much of it in the Atlanta area, and my boys like to take advantage of it when they can. The last snowfall yielded little in the way of excitement. Last weekend brought a good time.

But a Friday night snowball fight, in which I discovered my aim was so bad that I kept throwing snowballs over my kids’ head, heralded not the plans we’d envisioned. Somewhere late in the evening, my older son woke to stomach pains. He spent what felt like an hour or so losing it at both ends while my wife and I mulled over what could have happened. Food poisoning? The timing was right. But it didn’t make sense. No one else in the house was sick. My wife had been sick earlier in the week and became convinced that she’d passed it on to him.

Whatever it was, the big guy felt better the next morning. Not enough to go out and play, but still well enough to eat and sit up. My younger son, on the other hand, saw what he relished. More opportunity for snow. More opportunity for sliding down the hill in our back yard. More opportunity for a good time. And he took in every bit of it. By the afternoon, he was joined by his older brother who felt much better. They built snowmen in the back yard, using them for target practice and later as football tackling dummies. My wife also felt well enough to try and do some things around the house.

When Saturday evening came, I noticed that my younger son’s temp was slightly elevated, though he felt only a little malaise. My wife was also tired and I worried for her as well. On Sunday morning, the little guy’s temp was down, but something was still wrong. My wife also woke up and felt like she didn’t want to move. I suggested both stay home, while I took my older son to church. He was definitely back to normal, as evidenced by him jumping out of bed after I told mentioned we could stop for a blueberry bagel if he got ready early.

Sunday passed with my wife sick and my little guy out of it. Late Sunday night, my younger son woke up mimicking the same symptoms my older son had shown on Friday…and the same results. My wife, who had recovered some, took care of him while I tried to get some sleep so I could be ready for work.

So what does that have to do with anything. Well, as you may have noticed, one person in the house avoided the bug.

Until now.

This morning, I woke up feeling like crap. I know it’s only a matter of time before I get what felled them.

But, like most maniacs (writers), I had to write something, as not doing so would make me sicker.

Ever have one of those weekends?


Keli Gwyn said...

I'm sorry the bug visited your entire family. I hope everyone is feeling better.

Arlee Bird said...

Just posted a comment on your other blog, but I guess this is the more active one.

I seemed to have had something over the weekend too, but now I'm much better. Don't know what to blame it on--just one of those things I guess.

Ah yes, I remember those days when my kids where all young and sickness would make its rounds. Just my wife and I now. She's a kindergarten teacher so I'm sure she brings home all sorts of kid carried yuckies.


Kathy said...

Hope you're all feeling better now.

Yup, I've had weekends like the one you described.

Walt M said...

Keli and Kathy, we're still a bit under the weather. My older son has had a fever and is out of school until he can be fever free for 24 hours.

Arlee, thanks for visiting both blogs. My other one is more college football related and goes half-dormant in the off season.