Just when I thought we were done with sickness, rounds 3 and 4 hit us right smack in between the eyes. I have a couple of choice words I’d like to share with FLU (x3), CROUP, DOUBLE EAR INFECTION and STOMACH VIRUS – but this is a family blog. Trust me when I tell you, my words are not polite.
Clare got three of the four. Poor thing. She was crankeeeee all week long. I’m glad to have lovable, funny Clare back in da house. Luke got the horrific stomach virus and had it coming out both ends. Yeah, THAT didn’t send us into freak out mode or anything. Bowels + stomach virus + Luke = Ah, freak out (sing it with me…)
We were seriously about a half-hour away from calling his on-call gastroenterologist and heading to the Dell ER. As providence would have it, just after his first nap and after he’d tossed his cookies six times, I started leaking (sorry for the TMI). It had been 48 hours since I’d stopped nursing which is why I was surprised. Anyhoo, not to be too much of a sharer, he actually nursed for 20 minutes and that’s when he turned the corner. He was able to keep all fluids down after that. I’m reserving judgment on how well he’s doing until we see how today goes.
I’ll admit I shed a fair amount of tears in the shower. Just the thought of having to go back to Dell “for observation and an IV” brought back some really painful memories. Like getting 100 bandaids ripped off at the same time. It was not one of my finer moments in being calm, cool and collected.
The kids have the day off of school and I’m part grateful, part frustrated. I had big plans to take them all to the Blue Bell Creamery in Brenham and tour the ice cream factory. Surely, that would’ve bumped me up in the “Mom of 2011” standings. Another day, another dollar. Guess they’ll have to settle for “Just Dance” on the Wii and some ice cream from Sonic.
We did manage to have a great weekend in between laundry cycles. I enjoyed a girls’ night out on Friday (shout out to the girls in the hood). The boys played great basketball – both won their games – and John Paul make his FIRST basket. We even spent some time with Aggie Catholics and ALG’s Godfather (pics to come).
Here’s hoping for a pharmacy-free, tylenol-free, three-outfits-a-day-free, stress-free(ish) week.