It's everyone's favourite time of year: the second week of school. Or, as I like to call it, plague season.
The kid(s) come home with the sniffles and proceed to vomit everywhere from failing to blow their noses. Imagine that, kids, your stomach doesn't like having to deal with your boogers any more than we do.
Can't sit on your laurels, however. There are germs being spread everywhere! SANITIZE EVERYTHING WITH SOAP AND BLEACH AND FIRE.
You keep the kids home a day, because you don't want to be THAT PARENT who sends their kid to school super sick. But the kids are like:
You, however, have started a little tickle in your throat. It's probably from yelling at them that they're definitely going to school tomorrow. Your brain has also stopped working, and you're out of energy, so you order comfort food.
You wake up and realize you have officially caught the back-to-school plague.
It doesn't seem too bad except for the nose that won't stop running. So you have to take some effective but ugly drastic measures to plug the flow. Definitely a sick day from work.
Then you decide to take some meds to try to stopper up things and ease the pain a little bit. Bad idea.
You, because you have to be back in action to take care of everyone and get shit done:
And then you have exactly 30 seconds of peace... before your kids come home sick with the next bug.
Dear BTS cold: