Oh my, this week was the longest week of my life, barring maybe all the other weeks that contained courtdates!
Sunday found us home from church, again, for the upteenth week in a row, because we had coughs and apparently the cry room has been demolished at church? My cousin was here staying with us, so we hung out with him. We took Eden to the mall (despite me feeling like poo poo) and let her spend her birthday money a day early since her b'day was on a school night. She chose to go to Build-a-Bear instead of get her ears pierced. We had a good ol' time at the mall- Dan took the girls to the aviation exhibit at the museum while Esias and I walked around Target.
We came home and I made a birthday cake for Eden, brownies for her class, and gathered snacks for Elly's class (Monday was Eden's birthday and Elly's special day at school). I stayed up way too late, made a huge mess, and went to bed feeling pretty crappy! Monday morn, took the kids to school, ran to Michael's and Target to get kid's costumes, and headed back to Elly's school to videotape her "special sharing" time. Esias, bless his heart, fell asleep in the stroller.
By Tuesday, I was full-blown sick as a dog. I had trouble breathing. I woke up at 5am and could not get a breath. I took a couple of puffs of Elly's breather and then woke Dan up. He tried to get me to sit in the hot steamy bathroom but that wasn't helping. Finally, I went outside in the cold air and was able to breathe. Dan called Kelly (friend) and she came and took me to the ER to be safe.
The ER was empty which was surprising. I got right in and all the staff agreed that my lungs sounded fine. Of course, once you get there and breathe in the night air, you feel better than in that moment of panic when you can't catch your breath. Anyway, I was glad I didn't need a chest x-ray. I was sent home with some cough meds and albuterol.
Tuesday and Wednesday I spent in a total zombie state, eating cough drops by the dozen and dosing myself with Tussin, Tylenol and Ibuprofen. I was hacking and coughing up a lung, with an extremely sore throat and an ear ache. It felt terrible. Dan was able to take those two days off, but it remains to be seen if we'll get paid for them or not. Either way, it was a necessity. I was not able to take care of the kids one bit! At that point, Elly had a fever too so we would not have been able to get childcare if we needed to. So it worked out. I slept in and out all those two days and woke up Thursday to find Dan with a fever. Shoot! Esias was the last man standing!
Thursday I went to the doctor and tested negative for H1N1 which was good, except that meant Esias could not get Tamiflu and #2, that I might get that next! Arg. I started to feel a slight bit better, and by better, I mean I could make a cohesive sentence.
Friday Dan was achey and sore and Esias had the fever. Elly's was gone by this time and mine was too. I still felt achey but able to do household chores again. Dan stayed home (this time able to take sick time, thank goodness) and worked on his laptop while I watched the kids and cleaned. Even not feeling 100%, it felt so good to clean my kitchen, fix food for my family, and be back at the helm! We took it easy all day (I ran in to Eden's school with Elly to see her in her costume parade) and then put the kids to bed at 7:30pm. Phew! What a week.
Nothing like feeling sick and unable to do your normal to make you appreciate your normal day! I wanted nothing more than to do dishes, make meals, and clean up after my brood!
