Can I admit myself to the hospital for exhaustion?

You may or may not know this but I have an odd fascination with celebrities who end up in the hospital due to exhaustion. And no, I haven't seen any articles lately (I promise you'll understand why I am bringing this up in a minute) but this is what runs through my mind when I do read about these poor, exhausted celebrities:

1. Are they just sick? Can you say that they are just sick instead of exhausted?
2. Is exhausted a cover-up for addiction?
3. Puh-leeze.
4. What about us common folk? Come spend a week in my shoes.

I believe a virus has invaded my body and I'm fighting it off. Fighting with all I have left, which isn't much. I felt a little off last week and now I actually feel sick. No rest for the weary though. This is my busiest time at work and for a tax job, I'm not going to complain. I basically cannot take a sick day unless I can't get out of bed though.

We had another blizzard here on Wednesday and would you believe that Rich and I actually made it to work. Our street had been plowed once sometime overnight and we managed to drive through it. We laugh at 10 inches of unplowed snow. I've been working late and I even worked last Saturday. Although my sleeping situation has greatly improved, I am still exhausted.

Here's a quick rundown on where we stand in terms of sleep. I think I screwed up my night count in my earlier post.

Night #1 was Sunday night when I went psycho after being awake with the girls for 2 hours. They stayed in their beds after The Incident.

Night #2 - The girls stayed in their beds all night. Incident report is empty.

Night #3 - Anna woke up and got up but remained in her bed after I brought her back.

Night #4 - The girls stayed in their beds all night. Incident report is empty.

Night #5 - Last night (Thursday night) - I lost some time at work due to the blizzard so I didn't arrive home until 9:00 PM. I didn't feel well. I thought I was going to throw up, didn't want to eat anything, felt dizzy and was basically just exhausted. I was convinced that by morning, I would be in the middle of the girls' stomach virus.

Emily woke up at 11:15 and came into our room. I brought her back to her room and told her how proud I was of her sleeping in her own bed. I could see that she was quickly reverting back to her old ways. She wanted me to stay there. I stood next to her bed for five minutes but she wasn't falling back asleep. I told her that I needed to go to the bathroom and that I would come back to check on her in a few minutes. I then went and collapsed on my bed.

She lasted for five minutes before she started whimpering again. Rich ended up going to her room and calming her down. She did stay in her bed for the rest of the night though. So this sticker chart thing seems to be working. I was surprised tonight at how well they went to sleep without us sitting in their rooms. Allie whined for a bit and kept asking me to sit with her. I ignored the question, asked her if she wanted the light on, door open, blanket, etc. It worked.

And so now, I must go to bed. I just hope that after the girls pick out their "surprises" this weekend at Tar-jay they'll continue with the good sleep stuff. My plan was to allow them to pick something from the $1 section and because they will have more than 5 stickers at that point, I was going to give them each a little bag of M&Ms. Emily told me tonight that she wants a Belle set, complete with the Beast and everything. Ack! Do you think they have those in the $1 section?