Everyone here in this house has some kind of diagnosis....
MusicMan, Big Brother and Little Sister have the lingering cough and congestion that has plagued almost everyone breathing these past few weeks. MusicMan has edgy-itis. I encouraged him to go work in the yard where he could affect change on something he can control.
Big Sister has strep throat - oh, how I hate it that she had been so looking forward to this visit with us/me for weeks and came here only to be couch bound with a fever and a throat so sore she can't swallow. I'm thankful that I have a neighbor who is a Dr and who is willing to make house calls free of charge. I just wish that she were more well now than she is.
Biggest Sister has got "I'm focusing on who is going to win the game tomorrow and when am I leaving to go back to my apartment?" - itis. It must be so difficult to be here with us after being on her own in her own privacy of her own apartment at her own pace and at her own whims. When she comes here, both Little Sister and Big Brother compete for her attention and they are relentless. She never tried to keep secret that she isn't the biggest fan of this house and I think it just must really be a chore for her to come here for long periods of time (like 3 days or more). I have enjoyed her when she was here though.
And Me? Today I've got the mullygrubs. It suppose it might be the letdown of the whirlwind of the past 3 days or the taking care of so many people, or MusicMan taking my tone of voice in the wrong way and hurting my feelings or the fact that I'm just tired.
The two younger kids are gone to MusicMan's parent's house until tomorrow night. Biggest Sister will go home to Athens tonight. Big Sister will go home tomorrow (providing she is well enough to drive - she sure couldn't do it today if she had to) and I will be sitting in a quiet house with my husband and my dog and a glass of wine and a flat screened TV that is paid for and provides a good view of the game.
Sunday is my first day to teach PreK Sunday School and I am so looking forward to this 5 week assignment.
I suppose next week I will venture into the dark world of the upstairs closet and pull out the holiday decorations. That won't work unless I can get rid of my diagnosis.