Well, turns out, poor Moose has pneumonia. We're in the hospital right now. Earlier yesterday I guess you could say, or 3 pm Sunday afternoon, Mark noticed that Moose was breathing weird. I checked his temperature and it was 105.4 under the arm!!!!! I'm cool with anything 104 or less, but well into the 105's I loose what little bit is left of my mind. We came to the Mary Wash ER which I was totally dreading after past experiences. I do have to say that they redeemed themselves this time. We didn't even wait 45 seconds in the waiting room and within 15 minutes we had two nurses, a respiratory therapist, and the doctor in our room. Wow!!! They started Moose on IV antibiotics to which he had a lovely allergic reaction, which happened to start while I was talking on the phone with our assistant pastor! He probably thinks I have a stuttering problem now. So here it is, almost 1 am, and we are on the pediatric unit. IV fluids, oxygen, and a quite listless 3 year old. The sad part is how easy it is to keep him still. I was thinking it would be a challenge having him in the hospital, but he feels so bad, he's not tried to run from me once. He did get a little antsy around 11 pm when I was trying to convince him to take more motrin, so I promised him a walk in the hall for a few minutes, he took his medicine, took his walk in the hall, and is now tuckered out. Poor baby. Hopefully his labs will look better in the morning and we can go home tomorrow. I'll keep you posted.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Elf Yourself!
I should probably explain the "elf yourself" video. Mark's mom was trying to be funny and sent me on with Mark, me, the kids, and Harry our kitten. So I made this one and sent it back to her - the older fella in the middle is Mark's grandpa! Then I got really punchy and made one for her with Mark's grandpa and his wife, and his other grandma. That was about 1 am, and I was about to pee my pants laughing!
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Saturday, November 22, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
The Flu
I'm pretty sure I had the flu last week. In fact, I'm pretty sure I still have the flu this week. Now I am so exhausted - every muscle and bone in my body is exhausted. I get out of bed for an hour and have to sleep for 5 more to recover. I can't believe I have not missed any time from work yet because of this. Gotta love prednisone! I thought I was on top of the world - got the house clean, kept seeing patients, etc. until the prednisone wore off and now I still feel like poop. I will probably end up taking tomorrow off just to rest.
Thankfully, my three children have not caught this yet and I hope they don't. I have managed to get the laundry almost caught up. Last weekend the washing machine was broken so I had to wait until Wednesday to get it fixed. I've been slowly catching it up during my "awake" times. I think I'm down to 5 loads left - 3 kids, one whites, and one towels. I'm amazed at how fast we go through laundry around here! You'd think we have 3 year old twins or something!
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