This post is old, I took it down and now I'm posting it again :)
Lots of prep for my family coming to town--happy to do this, it was a busy time.
Lots of prep for Christmas--happy to do this, it was a busy time.
Christmas--very fun and very busy.
After Christmas, just chilling.
Saturday, me in bed all day.
Sunday, me in bed all day. Greg does his responsibility at church, and mine
and gave a talk in front of the whole congregation while Yoda yelled for him to come back. A hero-dad saved the day by sitting with Yoda and playing cars. I haven't slept/ate since Friday night.
I finally decide that I am sick enough for a strep test. I am stunned when the doctor tells me that the test is negative. And that the flu or cold I have, I
will have for the next few days. And then it will go into my lungs and I'll have a cough for a while. I repeat that I have strep and that she should take another test. She looks in my throat and says, "um, yup that looks like strep". But she still doesn't send me home with antibiotics. I freak out and cry and make Greg call our primary care doctor who happily gets me antibiotics because she knows that I know when it's strep. I love our doctor -- she's our whole family's doctor.
Monday, Tuesday, a blur. Greg's home for the New Year holiday and I don't remember anything happening except waiting for the antibiotics to work. Greg also builds a bookshelf during this time with the new tools that he bought with his Christmas money. He does it all, buys the woods, cuts with the saw, learns to and then uses the jig, all while being the dad all day long. I still haven't had any sleep or food since Friday night
Wednesday morning, I'm still so sick. Greg's going back to work and has arranged for the kiddos to go to his mom's (a.k.a Nana's) house for the day. But before he leaves we page the doctor again to say that I've had almost no improvement since Sunday. She happily sends a new prescription for stronger antibiotics over and I am better with in hours, literally. But still so tired, no sleep or eating in days and I'm still a little shaky. Later that night the urgent care calls to say that the culture strep test is, in fact, positive, and that I should come get my prescription. I laugh into the phone.
Thursday morning the kiddos are back to school and Yoda's off to Nana's again. Finally food and sleep. Almost feeling like myself. This is how I should have felt by Monday but it's Thursday.
I can't believe how sick I was, and now I'm better, it's nuts. Those bacteria were out to get me.
But the BEST part is that I'm feeling better just in time for our little trip to Detroit! My friend is visiting from far away and this is my only chance to see her before she leaves. Everyone's healthy, we get ready, reserve a hotel room, and start feeling like this could happen.
Friday, getting packed and ready. Yoda has a little fever but no complaint about his throat, so I give him some Tylenol and cross my fingers. We are 10 minutes away from the house and then Mimi starts throwing up in back seat. We turn around and go home...
Here she is feeling a little better and all smiles. No clue how much I was looking forward to this trip...
Yoda is feeling better too, just didn't want to smile for the camera.
So Saturday morning I just go to Detroit. I don't usually do this, just take off by myself! We had a blast! Miss you guys!
