The weekend we will NEVER forget.

So we are trying to get our house ready so we can sell it this spring, one of the main things we decided to do was update the bathroom. Keep in mind that this is our ONLY bathroom in the house.

The weekend started it's downhill decent Thursday morning when Tom went to get Micah and found out that he had puked all over. I was then of course quickly awaken to take care of it because he had to go to work, yay me :(. So while cleaning up Micah enough to get him in the tub Azariah decided to join in on the fun and started puking as well. Luckily Azariah did not puke nearly as much as his brother so no bath was needed for him, ( I was happy because I didn't really want them sharing pukey bath water) so I gave Micah a bath and both boys were given some Pedia Light and to the couch we went to watch Handy Manny that Tom had conveniently just recorded about 20 times. Both boys were done puking by noon and took nice long afternoon naps for me which was nice. Then Tom calls around 3 and says that Matt is on his way to our house to help with the bathroom remodel. GREAT he wasn't supposed to come til THE NEXT DAY. So now I have a pukey house and I'm frantically trying to get it cleaned and sanitized since Matt's bed happened to be the target zone. I'm counting down the minutes til Tom comes home to help me in my mad dash to clean the house, he walks in and immediately says I don't feel well and off to the bathroom he goes. REALLY? What else can happen? So Tom is horribly sick and the house didn't get done because I was still dealing with worn out little boys. I tell Tom to call Matt and suggest he go stay in Pueblo with Tom's parents since obviously our house is a MAJOR health hazard at this point and why would he want to come when I myself want to run away screaming. He decided to come anyway and started demoing the bathroom and my once messy house turned into a down right DISASTER. Oh and to top it all off since Tom came home sick my in laws couldn't take the boys the next day as planned previously.

Tom went to work the next day just for his meeting and then came home to take his turn at watching Handy Manny, While Matt and I went for supplies, while we were there I begin to feel HORRIBLY sick and had to run out to the car, thank goodness once I hit the cold air I was feeling ok and was able to make it to the next store and survive the day. So they took everything out of the bathroom and I was thinking we have a horrible sickness in our house right now what will I do if I get it tonight and there is NO TOILET. So the guys decided to come up with a way to put it back. Well I wasn't the one that needed it the next morning it was Matt. So now the one that KNOWS what he's doing is sick and takes his turn watching Handy Manny with the boys since yet again the boys were stuck at home with us. Tom tried his hardest and got one of the walls in the shower tiled. I thought that was a good sign and was VERY hopeful that the project would still end ON TIME. The next day no one woke up sick so my in laws came down Paul stayed to help with the plumbing because of course we have to be complicated and change it all around, and Gloria drove me and boys to their house, on the way I PUKE in the car because we couldn't pull over fast enough. YAY ... Please GOD I can't be getting sick too. Yet once again I escape the horrible sickness. Later that day I call to find out the progress hoping to hear the tile is done and we can grout tomorrow and come back home the next day. NOPE only the shower is done and the plumbing isn't working right. OK I guess I should expect that since my workers were sick. We put the boys to bed and about an hour later hear Micah crying so we go get him and he's blown out HORRIBLY so we toss him in the shower with daddy and put new jammies on get him a drink hoping to send him back to bed, when he pukes and becomes a limp noodle. It's 10:00pm we call the ER in Pueblo and find out there's a long wait so off to Springs we go, we get there and see the ER get to the security guard and Micah PROJECTILE's EVERYWHERE including on his blankey. We get him in and he is just distraught because won't give him blankey and the nurses frantically try to find a replacement and all it did was make it worse. When they said he was going to get fluid we decided we needed to get the blankey back to him so Tom washed out the puke in the sink and gave him a wet blanket but it's ALL he wanted and he was an angel the rest of time and slept through the whole IV process. We got back at around 3 am and Tom had to get up by 6:30.

SO here I sit Wed almost a week after the 3 day project began and we MIGHT get to go home tomorrow but won't have the floor done. Oh and to top it off my father in law got sick last night and my mother in law got sick this morning.

Well that's our LOVELY weekend and we've only gotten half way I am SCARED to see what will happen next.