Survivor: Sick House

Setting: My house

Contestants: Me, Dee, Lou, Husband and C-Man (My 8 year old nephew that's visiitng)

Prize: Sanity

Sunday, Episode One: Lous is diagnosed with an ear infection. He is being sweet, cuddly and needs some extra love from his mom. I am fine with it, and as he is my baby, perhaps I indulge it a little. Pain meds seems to be working.

Monday, Episode Two: Lou's fever is raging. Advil and Tylenol alternate as Advil alone isn't cutting it. Husband is sent to "Exile Office" where he spends the day. The boys and I lay low at home, and try to endure the heat. The heatwave is not helping my sick boy I'm sure. Lou begins his food strike. It's all I can do to get water into him. No solids of any kind pass his lips.

Tueday, Episode Three: Husband works from home, freeing me to pick up C-Man. Dee comes with me. The highway drive is a welcome change to being stuck in the house.We return all to soon. Lou continues to burn up and not eat. Advil and Tylenol continue there wonderful alliance of fever control. Husband gets called to "Excile Office" due to an equipment emergency, and doesn't return home until after midnight. While he's away the boys and I are rewarded with a trip to the Family Medical Centre . I am unconvinced that the current medication is having any effect on his ear. It doesn't seem right to me that there is no change in his condition. HOwever, I am told that not only does he no longer have an ear infection, it's probably just a virus, and "Hang in there...he should be fine by the week-end". I alternate between relief (he'll be just fine!) and fear (how many more days will I be stuck in the house????).

Wednesday, Episode Four: Husband leaves for the former "Exile Office", now known as "Lucky bastard gets to leave the house Office". Lou has a new game plan too - fever responds to Advil/Tylenol and lulls me in to thinking that recovery is starting - only to have the fever spike again unexpectedly, with renewed comments of a sore throat. Dee and C-Man play nicely, but loudly. I sense that an unholy alliance based on crazy playing is not far off. I look out my front window eager for adult interaction. Husband is late getting home from work, but my reward for not killing him is the chance to leave the house for awhile. Running errands has never been so pleasant.

Thursday, Episode Five: Lou wakes up with no fever, only to have one spike again. Lucky Bastard has long since left for pina colodas and pizza (or his office. At this point it's one and the same). I am at the end of my sanity. How many more days can this fever go?? Why is he not getting better?? Will I never get off this island??? I decide to screw it all - I WILL take him to the doctor one more time, but this time it's our family doctor. She looks in his ears. Plot Twist!!! The ear infection is still there!!! That other doctor was wrong! One new prescription and a sandwich eaten by Lou later, relief is in sight. Tomorrow I should be on my way to getting off this fucking island.