Split Lip
I'm still battling this bout of laryngitis...while my son and husband are duking it out for loudest cough and snottiest nose. Can you believe I've counted that we've used 18 boxes of kleenex (the big ones too) since the week before Christmas. There's two adults in this house, and we're not using them for anything other than nose blowing. At least I don't have their congestion...and hopefully won't. I do have a dry cough, mostly because the laryngitis has made me incredibly dry, so every now and then I get a little tickle and with it being so dry all I can do is cough.
I'm also dry enough that when I woke up yesterday morning and finally looked in the mirror, I was shocked to see red teeth staring back at me. Seems that my upper lip cracked on the inside of my mouth (that's how dry I am) and bled all over my teeth at night. I literally had to brush my teeth to get it all off. I can still feel the cracks, but luckily it hasn't bled in the past 24 hours.
Had another one of those encounters with my clothes last night that left me feeling like Spiderman...I was sticking to everything, including my son's bath towel. I'm lucky that although my husband feels like complete and utter crap he still washed our son. The less time my hands are in the water the better. The creams are working, but with my hands in and out of the dishpan, washing from going to the bathroom (as I'm drinking enough to support a small town), washing from changing diapers, and other general household duties, the cream usually isn't on for a prolonged period of time. I hate wearing gloves, so I'm against doing dishes with those things on. Think it might be time to find a less abrasive cleanser for the dishes.
I know that this too will pass and we'll all be better, but I was really hoping my husband would take the day off from work tomorrow to do something fun (like go antiquing) for my birthday...however, as he's been working from home these last four days, I have a feeling all bets are off for him to take tomorrow off for a day of fun. Not to mention, the three of us would probably prefer to stay in bed.
My son has been up early this week (prior to 7, if not around 5 to crawl into bed with us for a little while), so I've been unable to sleep much past 5. Nothing like a toddler's feet pushing against you or their head whacking you in the nose or under the chin as they battle to find a comfortable position in your giant bed. They don't fall asleep and stay in one place, at least my son doesn't. All I'd like is the ability to sleep in one day...without feet in the stomach, crying, or someone saying, "down, down, down," from his crib. I've been very kind about letting my husband sleep in this entire week (okay, 9am is late in this house), so hopefully he'll return the favor this weekend.
Here's to hoping that we all wake up tomorrow feeling like new. I was hoping that would happen today as we all finally climbed through the bath last night after about 3 days in our pjs. No such luck. At least we're now clean.