Sick

Three out of five people in our house are currently sick with the stomach flu.

Spencer started yesterday evening, Allison began before dawn this morning, and I followed and was sick before lunch. We three haven't done anything today except watch TV, get sick and sleep. My bones hurt from sitting so much in the recliner.

I actually called Bruce around 1 p.m. to have him pick up Clay from school, because I was not fit to drive. Clay's allergies were bothering him, and his teacher had called twice. In my stupor this morning I forgot to give Clay his Claritin.

Small favor... please pray that Bruce does not get this. Of course, I don't want Clay to be ill either, but Bruce has an early flight tomorrow to Wichita for business. His return flight will get him home in time to get to his evening class Thursday. It would not be pleasant for him to visit the airplane restroom as often as most of the rest of us have had to today.

He'll be sleeping tonight in Allison's freshly laundered bed, while I sleep with one or more sick kids in our bed.

He's afraid, very afraid.

He should be.

And to you moms whose kids are in Spencer and Allison's Sunday school class... sorry. I haven't had them anywhere else this week, so I'm thinking they got it there, and likely shared it as well.

Oh, and here's the irony... Last week's post on whether to feed the folks I love soup beans that had fallen onto the kitchen floor before they were soaked? Of course I did! I washed and rinsed them quite well before deeming them edible.

Last night, before all this stomach junk started, we had them for leftovers.

I think I'm being punished!

More likely, the good Lord doesn't like pinto beans either. He is all knowing, after all.