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How to Endure and Possibly Triumph Over the Adorable Tyrant
who Will Ruin Your Body, Destroy Your Life, Liquefy Your Brain,
and Finally Turn You
into a Worthwhile
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Written by Alice Bradley and Eden Kennedy

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At LET'S PANIC ABOUT BABIES, Eden Kennedy and I share our hard-won wisdom and tell you exactly what to think and feel and do, whether you're about to have a baby or already did and don't know what to do with it.

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« Sick Day #3 | Main | Lock up your daughters »
Monday
Mar102008

Sick day.

- My eyes are burning. Water is coming from them.

- That's because you have a fever, sweetie.

- Look. TEARS.

- Yep, I can see that.

- My throat really hurts when I drink. Hurts and stings.

- Oh boy.

- My nose won't stop sniffling. I'm using a million hundred tissues.

- You're one sick kid, all right.

- My ears are crackling. And when I close my eyes and release the power of my ears, it feels black.

- Wha--?

- It feels black. When I release the power.

- Uh, let's check that temperature again.

Reader Comments (40)

That is some fever. And the comments are fascinating, too!
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterTara
wow, that is some awesome use of the english language to describe pain and suffering. i love kids, just grabbing onto words and using them everywhere. hope he feels less crackling and black soon.
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterSus
I totally remember saying ridiculous stuff while sick when I was little. I'd watch my hand and say to my mom, "It's growing. Look! It's growing!"
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterStephanie
I had no idea so many people related a color to a type of pain. But I can sympathize with Henry on the "crackling" ears, mine do that too when I am really congested. Hope he feels better soon!
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterElizabeth
"- It feels black. When I release the power.- Uh, let's check that temperature again."

Oh gosh, been there. Hope he feels better soon!
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterKate C.
Your kid is awesome.
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterShannon
That's quite a superpower he has. I hate to tell you, but I think he'd fighting The Justice League rather than being in it.

Henry's got what my boys had in February - scary and mean. I hated the high temps. Feel better!
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterManic Mommy
Mark my words, he'll be the next Hemingway. Or at least Stan Lee.

(Once he gets better of course - hope it's soon.)
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterMom101
One day, when I'm a mom, if I'm still able to stand, eat and use my fingers AND three remaining brain cells ALL AT THE SAME TIME all I can hope is to be half as funny as you.
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterAmK (Amy)
Funny, to me, those words make total sense for a little person who has lots of language but not the words for "popping ears". I hate it when they're all pluggedy.
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterTChem
Aww, poor little bugger. When my youngest gets sick he usually tells me his brain is upside down. I love little kid descriptions.
March 11, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterJessi Louise
oh! Sami's comment above helped me to understand about ear power. There's a way I can sort of open my eustachian tubes that creates that sort of "white noise" feeling in my ears. It does feel like a release...

yeah, I get it!



March 12, 2008 | Unregistered Commentermiep
I have a couple family members with synaesthesia, and I vividly remember my sister describing pain as colors when we were younger. Now it's mostly letters and numbers that have colors for her.
March 12, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterVelma
Oh man...that sounds even worse than when I close my eyes and release the power of my nose and it feels red and let me tell you, THAT is bad enough. Poor Henry.
March 13, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterHelen
I once had a fight (well, actually I told them something and they laughed at me and then I yelled my point really loud and they laughed more) with friends about how I could taste purple. When they asked me how purple tasted, I believe my response was "You know. Purply."

For the life of me, I cannot remember what the heck we were talking about. But I was adamant that I was right.
March 21, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterDM

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