Crazy illnesses: 3
Uh, yeah.... I won't bore you with ALL the details, but just know that the weekend was very.very.ugly. In a nutshell, the weekend transpired like this:
G-man DID end up with RSV.... began wheezing Fri night by 7pm.... began breathing treatments.
By mid-morning, I knew. I had a stomach bug. Not good...
Sat afternoon... 45 min before another preschool mom was due to pick Big Sis up for a bday party.... she vomits all over the living room. I'm so afraid G-man is going to catch it on top of his breathing issues, that I send him and Mr. Fix-It to quarantine!
I can't believe I'm not better - the stomach bug proves to be more than a 24 hr thing.
G-man's breathing doesn't get better.
Big Sis is 100% and at school.
Mr. Fix-It is queasy, but hanging in there.
I haven't eaten in 2 days... and my head wants to explode off my head.
G-man still hasn't improved, as we expected. He's not sleeping well and irritable.
OMG, the 'Roid rage! The steroid in one of G's breathing treatments finally affects him so badly at 3:30am. He's hysterical.... throwing his head back and throwing his body around... screaming wildly.... it takes us an hour to calm him down and the calm doesn't last... We have to discontinue that med and hope he can get better without it....
What.... a weekend. It was like the perfect storm. I'm sure I'm like alot of you... when I get sick, I go down hard. I run and run as long as I can.... and then I crash and get super sick. But when the kids are sick, too.... well...
I know on Friday I told y'all I was pissy. And that I'd find the bright side the next day. I'm just saying.... It's Tuesday and I'm not sure I've found it yet! ;)