Things I Learned

There are a few things I have learned from my recent bout with pneumonia:

1. I can never grow a beard. The main reason being I would quickly earn the nickname: Neck Beard. Not a real good nickname.

2. I have not had caffeine since Saturday (and that was 1 fricking can of coke!!!). I didn't realize until later that the splitting headache I had on Sunday was not due to being sick, but caffeine withdrawal. That said, I need my Iced Tea. I can't stand drinking water to the extent I have had to drink it the past few days. I'm pretty sure I'm going to hop back onto the caffeine bandwagon, but only because my taste buds require it.

3. Lauren has an incredible immune system. Last night, we were a little concerned as she had a cough and a fever of 101.3. We were sure a trip to the pediatrician was imminent the next morning. When morning arrived, Lauren was up, happy as a lark, cough and fever free. Wish I had an immune system like that.

4. It is really, really hard trying to not touch or interact with your children for any period of time, let alone 3 full days. As of today, I'm non-contagious so I can play with them a bit more. I just need to get my energy back up so I can withstand the ball of energy that is my daughter.

I sure do know sexy!

Today is our anniversary. Eight years to be exact. Unfortunately, with my recent ailment, the sexiest thing I could say was "Hey Honey! Come tomorrow, I won't be contagious." I'm still surprised she was able to keep her clothes on after a winner come-on line like that.

I am some kind of freak

What's worse than getting sick? How about knowing that because you're sick, you can't go near your children. Let me elaborate:
On Friday, I started coughing, but thought nothing of it. I figured, at worst, this was the start of a minor cold. We went to a birthday party for my niece and nephew on Saturday, where lots of fun was had, but I was feeling a bit down. By Saturday night, I was feeling war, so I took my temperature. 100.2. Great! Coughing and a fever. Not a good combination. Sunday, I spent most of the day in bed and made sure to keep Lauren and Eric away from any germs I might pass on. With the fever still around on Monday, I felt a visit to the doctor was necessary. The verdict: walking pneumonia!
What kind of freak gets pneumonia in May! Ugh. What a way to spend an anniversary.