quarantined

I am smiling big as I try to think of a way to explain the last couple of days for our family. We have been so miserable. So miserable, in fact, it's hilarious. I was totally babying Aaron on Friday... letting him sleep all day, bringing in food and teasing him about needing me to spoon-feed him. I was also saying how when I get sick I never get that kind of treatment.... when I am sick, I still have to roll out of bed and take care of the massive amount of people living in this house.

Aaron got slightly better, he sounds terrible, but his temp isn't 105 anymore. Zack grew more chickenpox, but bounces around the house anyway. Simon and Ro have fevers and are so needy. While holding my 20 pound baby, my shoulder (the one I injured last week and thought was getting better) went from bad to worse. Last Sunday I was paralyzed. This weekend, I have been moaning in my sleep and crying when I'm awake. I went to see a doctor and physical therapist today. Going to doc #3 tomorrow morning... I've got to get better or else. You should see the way I walk, sit, lay down in bed. I am crippled.

Aaron has been babying me like you wouldn't believe. He woke up at 3:00 am to get me some ibprofen and water. He has been making meals and grocery shopping and playing with my hair and taking care of the kids. He's teasing me all the while, but I will take it. He came home from work early and went with me to the doc (made the appointments too). This is huge, people. He hasn't been to the last few ultrasounds of our babies... and he only came to their births because they were delivered at home :) He bathed the kids tonight and put them to bed. I am loving it. He would make the BEST single dad.

We didn't go anywhere this past weekend. We were all sick, but it was probably the best weekend/Sunday ever. But we need to get better asap. we are supposed to get on a plane in less than 48 hours. I seriously cannot even hold my purse, let alone carry luggage or kids. I have done zero packing. Every time I look at Aaron with my crippled neck, we both bust up laughing. It's pathetic and hilarious.

Grateful to deal with these kinds of trials with an upbeat, helpful handsome guy. it makes it seem less like a trial and more like an adventure... Next time I check in, I hope I am blogging from the beach. We cannot cancel this trip. Painkillers or bust.