The Crud

I'm finally back on my feet this morning! I have literally been laying in bed since Thursday evening. I had "the crud." You know, the crud: snotty nose, cough, thoughts of "is it really possible that my head can blow up like a balloon and pop from all this pressure?" I HATE the crud. There is no comfort when you have the crud. Even the softest pillows make your head hurt. You're not hungry. You can't smell nor taste. You are one cranky chick.

My husband (kinda) tried hard to make me feel better this weekend. Guys just don't comfort like us ladies do. We make them soup, bring water, force medication down their throats, fluff pillows, change tv channels (because they're "too weak" to hold the clicker), and generally become mommy. When we're sick: well.........yeah not much of the above happens. lol

To make the weekend worse, MY Hunter got ahold of the crud yesterday and he is one cranky, unhappy 16 month-old. I hate when my baby is sick. It makes me feel helpless. THE hunter is taking him in to the doctor this afternoon, so hopefully we can't get him back to his happy little self!

I hate winter in Oklahoma. It is not conducive to keeping people well. It's in the 40s for like 3 or 4 days and then it drops to the low 20s. Hmmmm...wonder why people can't stay healthy?

When does spring get here??!!

(Just as an FYI - THE hunter just called from the doctor's office...MY Hunter has another ear infection and an upper respiratory infection. Bummer. Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers for my little man!)