Bad things happen in sixes... (or two sets of threes)

What a week it's been!  Last Sunday I started feeling crummy (#1) and I ended up having a terrible headache and  fever...  then my brand-new washing machine (6 months old)  broke that afternoon (#2).  Nothing like smelling electrical burning with an awful noise...  so I hand wrung out the clothes that were in the dead machine which still (yes, still) has about 4 inches of water in it and carted them over to my neighbor's to spin.  Washing machine guy couldn't get here for 9 days which is tomorrow, so fingers crossed he can fix it.  I stayed home Monday hoping for a better turnout... not to happen!

Then, Lucia got the virus (#3) and was home from Wednesday on.  Of course, Murphy's Luck being what it is, Dennis was out of town.  So Wednesday night, poor Liam got it with projectile vomiting and a fever of almost 102 (#4)... needless to say we ended up in the pediatric ER.  Dennis, God bless him, drove home from Philly (thanks again Mom and Dad for letting us borrow your car!) and got in at 4AM... then helped take care of both kids on Thursday, and ended up getting sick himself (#5).... AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!

FINALLY on Saturday afternoon / evening, Lucia shook the virus.  But, that apparently wasn't good enough.  Because she went and broke her thumb Saturday night (#6) so we spent Sunday BACK in the pediatric ER (where they recognized us from Wednesday) and then today she was casted.  She'll be in it for 3 weeks - not too bad, and a very clean break.  But a break none-the-less....  Liam had his 4 month check up today is did great, so maybe we are on an upswing now?

The good news is I weighed in at 220.4 this morning... After last week, I'll take it!