Illness

I feel as though at least one member of my family has been sick at any given time for the past 2 years. I know that this isn't true, but when the reflux days of Tenzin are still fresh in my mind, and his recent hospitalization still more fresh, it's hard to look at the situation by fact and not feeling. Michael has been violently ill for the past two weeks. This is evidenced by the fact that he actually stayed home from work a few days AND missed 2 classes. Shocking, I know.
Last night Lilli came down with a fever of 103 or so. We've been managing the fever with Tylenol and Motrin and rest and fluids, and tonight the upchucking commenced. Poor sweet little baby bear. When my children are sick I want nothing more than to take all of the pain and suffering on to myself and soldier through it for them. But as Dory (sp?) says on Finding Nemo, "Well, you can't never let anything happen to him- then nothing would ever happen to him. Not much fun for little Harpo..."