Sick and tired of sick and tired.

Once again we have an illness in our house. Charlie threw up his breakfast in his classroom this morning and was immediately sent home from school. Then he came home and threw up, initiating my six month old berber carpet, my cast, and the coffee table. I think they call this projectile vomiting, but I would call it duck and cover vomiting. Like in, as soon as the kid starts to heave, you duck and cover as much as you can. I gave him a large metal bowl for him to do his business in and proceeded to figure out how to clean up the mess.

Someone once told me that if you have vomit on carpet you should immediately dump large amounts of salt on it. So I grabbed my five pound box of kosher salt and dumped it on the stain. Now I have a wet, messy glob of salt on my floor. I try to scoop as much of it up as I can, and apply another layer of salt. I think it might be helping, although it is making a mess of my supply of kosher salt. The salt is supposed to draw the stain out of the fibers. I guess after all this salt, I will still have to drag out the steam cleaner.

I hope this round stays with the kid. I've been sick on and off for the previous three weeks, and still have no hearing in my left ear from the last infection. I don't think I could handle another illness at this point.

Or maybe I could just run away from home.....