chicken pox, day 4

It's pretty rough.  Evie is (and thus Alex and I are) sleeping horribly, despite resorting to Tylenol and Benadryl.  Jack has pox on his palms, feet, eyelid... everywhere that is the most inconvenient.  He's limping because one of his feet is just miserable.  Evie has even more spots than he does, and less understanding.  She is itchy; he hurts.  We have probably two more days of new spots arriving.  I'm trying to be understanding of their misery, but part of me just wants to go to bed!