Sickie A:
Is “sick” off and on for three weeks.
Sickie B:
Is “sick” only when they are currently throwing up - or don’t feel like going to summer school (never mind that this happened days before the first physical symptoms).
Sickie A:
Misses two days of school, has nurse call me to pick him up early another day, and skips several of brother’s T-ball games.
Sickie B:
Misses a day of school and doesn’t understand why he isn’t allowed to play in his T-ball game that night.
Sickie A:
Spends his sick days home laying around moping, reading, not eating, and asking “How much longer will my stomach hurt?”
Sickie B:
After vomiting and watery diarrhea, rallies and proceeds to don a Batman costume and attack his baby brother with plastic balls. Is unfazed by the series of toot-squirts that follow - other than expressing anger the “I didn’t have ANY warning!” and disappointment that his Wolverine jumpsuit has to go in the washer.
Sickie A:
Carries a barf bucket with him EVERYwhere he goes for days after his last barf incident, “just in case.”
Sickie B:
Throws up in bed, doesn’t tell a soul, rolls around in it all night, then gets mad when I make him take a shower the next morning.
1 comment:
What! No pictures? I have one of Sickie A with a barf bucket. ;) VERY glad we didn't get in on Sickie B's activities.
Favorite line: ...“I didn’t have ANY warning!” and disappointment that his Wolverine jumpsuit has to go in the washer.
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