Seriously??

Last week it was the oldest.
A throat infection that resulted in a peritonssilar abscess.  One trip to the MD, two trips to the ER and four prescriptions later, and she's back among the living.

Monday it was the second oldest.
Sore throat, cough, and a crushing pain in the chest and lungs when he tried to breathe.  One trip to the MD, OTC drugs and some R&R later and he's back among the living.

Today, it's number three.
Only it's dry-heaves and stuff I won't mention.  The kind of stuff that we don't take to the MD, because if you even look at someone with what this looks like it might gear up to be, you catch it.  And we don't want to be the people that pass that around the waiting room and infect the whole town.

As I write this, the youngest just came up to me with tears in her eyes, complaining because she aches all over.

Seriously??

I have no words.