We can’t catch a break. Molly is sick. AGAIN. Strep this time. The other four are coughing, have stomach aches, and the general yuckies. This time, even the husband got sick and I’m still coughing (though I wouldn’t be if I could remember to take that darn allergy medicine.)
I had to call into work again, for two days. Depending on what the doctor says about the other four kids tomorrow, I may have to call in for more. I feel terrible about it.
I’ve missed A LOT of work this year. Every time I call in, my stomach does these little flip-flops. I just know they think I’m lying. After all, whose kids get sick every other week?
Mine, obviously. With five of them in the house, it wouldn’t surprise me if it’s all the same illness from October, just slowly making the rounds. Once it grounds one, it moves on to the next, and so on and so forth. We are the revolving door of bacteria.