Once my eyes were open and I was in motion I discovered both my little ones were congested, feverish and whiny. Alright our winter ritual back on- go to the doctor almost every Monday. I packed the kids up, made it through the hour long appointment without damaging the tiny little exam room to leave with no prescription; they have croup, ride it out. Ok, we've had croup before, we can get through this. To Target we go, diapers, wipes, tylenol and maybe a yummy drink would help pass the day. I get the diaper bag together, prepare Trex for the adventure and panic as I can't find my wallet. I know it was in my bag, where could it be??? I remember letting Pace play with it in the tiny room to keep him quiet, oh I shouldn't have done that. Since I don't have a phone I couldn't call to make sure so we drove all the way back, unload, drag them up to the 2nd floor, yep there it is. Back to elevator, through the reception area and back to the car. At this point that was it, home we go.
Tuesday comes and I feel like a train hit me. Coughing like crazy, sinuses killing me and I can't breath. The 3 sickly ones stay at home all day, not exactly restful for me. However one of my bestest friends Jenna, calls to stay it is the day, her beautiful little baby boy is going to be born! We've been waiting a week for this, her calling to give me updates, going to the hospital and being sent home multiple times and me traveling around with the gift in my car just in case a hospital visit was needed. Now it's the day, she's ecstatic and I am stuck on the couch, you've got to be kidding!
Wednesday arrives, my bestest had her babe and I feel worse than ever. When I call to get a doc appointment they tell me "sorry we are booked today". Ugh, to urgent care I go. As I sit in the waiting room, hearing my husband's words "she's close to kicking the bucket" replay in my mind I am pleasantly surprised when urgent care is actually urgent. Yes, this is going to be good, get me in and out with some meds. I get to the tiny room only to be told I need to put on a gown and be monitored for a while because my oxygen and blood pressure is low. Not only that if my BP drops any more I may have to be hospitalized. As I sit there freezing I realize no one knows this, I can't text anyone, my kids are with my mom and my husband is working. How will I call anyone? Do places even have pay phones anymore? Do I even have change? In the end I am sent home with a strong prescription that hasn't worked yet.
Today is Friday, the end of the week. We came into the home stretch going back to the doctor. Paceler's fever continued all week and he is breathing terribly. Another tiny room visit and my baby has RSV and an ear infection. Oh Lord, help me make it to next week! Our house feels germ infested, I am so congested and coughing intensely I don't even want to talk and I never got to see my bestie's new baby. My phone still doesn't work, I continue to be disconnected and crabby.
However I lay here on our long black couch snuggled next to my baby, listening to him breath a bit louder and more muffled than usual and I am thankful. God is good, I made it through the week and things will get better. In the middle of it all some wonderful person dropped dinner off on my doorstep. Chicken, veggies, oranges, cookies, soda and tea; completely wonderful. I was reminded of the impact a random act of kindness has and how I need to do that more often. I talked with my friend today and she is wonderful, delighted with motherhood, inspiring me to soak in these moments, both good and challenging. I read my cousin's blog detailing their daily struggles with her brand new, very premature triplets and I weep, not only for her but for me. My struggle with sickness this week seems minuscule. My kids are at home, snuggled in and breathing on their own. My husband continues to call me "bunny" and play footsie with me in bed even though my nose is red and raw, I am surrounded in Kleenex, haven't shaved in who knows how long and look like ****.
Life is good dear friends. I love you all, am sorry for my "disconnect" this week and can't wait to get back on track. Enjoy your weekend and all it's moments.
