Having four kiddos means that probably we will have one kid sick most of the time.
Actually, I am going to count teething, runny noses, and headaches as "sick" so that I can confidently say four kiddos means that someone in our house is sick at any given time.
At the moment this is what we have going on in our house:
Nic has bronchitis/sinusitus.  His visit to urgent care on Sunday got him a confirmation of a nasty bug and a trio of meds.
Em woke up puking and has developed a stubborn and nasty fever (off to the doctor tomorrow morning).
Ande is teething (?) and running a low grade fever along with an acute case of the restless grumpies. He has also figured out that he can, if he wants, spit out any and all medicine.  Cool.
I spent last night on the couch with Em on puke watch.  Em does not sleep well any where but his bed, but that was airing out (ick, I know), so that he rested for five hours was pretty good.  He was at least good to cuddle and watch a movie while refusing to sleep.  Today I feel like I am constantly wiping noses and booties, chasing someone to get a temperature read, keeping track of who got what medication when and what and when they need again, cleaning (yay Lysol), and doing laundry.
Major respect for the nurses of the world.  Care taking is not my strong suit.  And any care taking involving vomit clean-up...nope.  Not where I excel.
It could be worse...we could all be sick.
Ugh.
Hopeful that the icks pass, that the Lysol kills the bugs and that the daily Thieves Oil mouth rinse keeps me healthy.