First it was Dylan who was sick. It started with an ear infection, which was treated and came back and was treated again. Then he had a nagging cough. This went on for 3 weeks. What this means is that Debbie was running around the house with a can of Lysol all day long and Marissa was pretty much quarantined to our bedroom to ensure that she didn’t get whatever it was. Now it is me. I got something over the weekend that had me coughing and a fever at one point. So I have been quarantined to the home office and Marissa’s bedroom, which isn’t done yet, sleeping on an air mattress. This has left Debbie in control of everything since she won’t let me go near anyone else in the house for fear of spreading whatever the germ is.

At first you might think this is cool, like a vacation from having to be a Daddy, but it sucks. It sucks ’cause I can’t hold my baby or hug my son. It sucks ’cause I can’t help out and feel useless.  This morning I felt better when I go up, but on the way to work I have been coughing, so time will tell if I got this thing beat yet. I hope so.