Last night, I was in bed and asleep by 9:15 pm. No, this is not THAT unusual to warrant a blog post. I realize that.
At 9:45-ish, my 6 year old daughter showed up at our bedside, crying hysterically about a nightmare. This *is* unusual and noteworthy in that neither one of my children are the type to get out of bed. My deepest sleep is generally right after my head hits the pillow until around 4 am so I woke up hard and brutally. She was absolutely beside herself about this dream and when questioned, she could not communicate coherently about the terrifying dream. After a few attempts to get her to talk, I thought I must be in a half-wake state because she was rambling and not making any sense. So, to calm her down, I told her to climb in bed with us so I could snuggle her. My ultimate goal was to get her calm enough to pacify her with a retuck in with her stuffed animal friends there for protection and comfort. As she cuddled in close, I noticed that she was very hot. Feverish, in fact. A quick head swipe confirmed the fever. That would explain the incoherent rambling and the shaking. We gave her medicine and put her back in bed. We immediately guessed she had strep throat as her brother had it last week. We did the “who stays home with the sickie” game and my husband got the privilege.
This morning, I was contemplating my day, which involved nineteen 5 year olds on their very first Field Day in 90 degree weather while brushing my teeth when my daughter joined me in the bathroom and said…”So, Mom, since I probably have strep throat, we will have to change my toothbrush again, right?”
Me: Ummm…yeah, I suppose you’re right (around a mouthful of toothbrush/paste).
Her: Just thought I’d tell you because you’re using MY TOOTHBRUSH.
Me: … … …
In my defense, we JUST changed toothbrushes last week when Drew had strep. And my previous toothbrush was pink while Malyn’s NEW (strep-filled) toothbrush is pink.
We have 10 days left of school. The chances of finding a sub during that time are…uh…slim to none. I have so many things on my “To Do or Attend Before School Gets Out” list that I’m going to have to start COLOR CODING my excel spreadsheet.
I am so screwed.