When the family falls sick.

My mother first got sick with the flu. Now it has shifted to both me and wifey. It is pretty bad since we have two small children in the house. Which leaves both of us with slightly bad moods. Coupled with the stress of taking care of two babies, we both now have to take care of our own tired bodies. My eldest, Ryan, has started coughing and developing a running nose. My youngest, Evan, is in the pick of health. I pray that he does not fall sick.

Pumping myself with medication would not be a good thing. I need a clear mind in order to care for my babies. Can't have a stressed, drug high father lumbering about the house can we?

We are still looking around for help. We desperately need a maid since wifey will be going back to work next week. Play school is just too expensive for the time being. With our finances in a fragile state, adding more weight onto it will only push the camel's back to its breaking point. So the search continues.

Till that problem is solve, I need to get over this flu.