After a fun day at the Eggstravaganza and finally being able to watch my niece play soccer I fell and twisted my right ankle while holding Dylan. I have to brag because as I was falling I somehow twisted up even more (not good for the already bad ankle) so that he landed sitting on me and had no idea that anything had happened. I on the other hand was in extreme pain and then panic and guilt because I fell while carrying one of my babies. Just to explain this is probably the 7th or 8th time that I have done this to my right ankle and about 8 times on left ankle. I have REALLY BAD ankles.
Todd is absolutely amazing at this time, running around taking care of all us. Sunday morning my ankle is still hurting and I am coming down with I later discover is yet another stomach bug (3rd since January) what are the kids doing to my immune system?!?!? Again, I have an amazing husband; Todd took both kids to church on Sunday so that I could get some sleep to make up for a painful and sleepless night. Todd did this even though he had very little sleep due to getting ice for me throughout the night and getting up and bringing kids to me when they were hungry. God has given me a wonderful husband!
Monday comes and I am feeling sore, exhausted and weak. While Todd is off at work my mom AKA Nana invites herself over to help me with the kids. What a blessing! I love my mom! My mom and I notice that Dylan is coughing a lot, no fever and cough is clear, but we call the pediatrician and make an appointment for the next day. We then discover that Kiera has a mild fever so now she is going with Dylan to see the doctor. Day of appointment arrives, no fever for Kiera but Dylan’s cough is worse. The pediatrician says that Dylan is beginning to get a fever and they both have fluid on their ears and Dylan is congested. Well that night everything fell apart. Both kids had a fever with Dylan’s worse than Kiera’s. We were told to keep them cool due to fever, sleep with humidifier on and try to have them sleep upright for congestion. Well neither one of them would even consider sleeping upright at all. Kiera would only sleep if she was flat and on her left side and Dylan would only sleep if he was on Todd’s chest which didn’t help fever or flat which didn’t help congestion. So needless to say Todd and I only got 3 hours of sleep that night. Next morning we go back to the doctor, Dylan now has an ear infection and upper respiratory infection. Kiera is still infection free at this time. One bottle of infant’s Tylenol and one bottle of saline for infants later Kiera is feeling better but Dylan is on an antibiotic and feels horrible. I am still sore, exhausted and week but I don’t really have time to worry about that. Poor Todd is still dividing up all is spare time between me, Dylan and Kiera. I love my husband!!!!!
2 comments:
Agghh!! Why didn't you call me?? Certainly there is something I can do to help!
Oh Maddy! I know how crazed our house is with one that's sick. I'm so sorry! But isn't it awesome that we have husbands that have such servant's hearts? I don't know how some women do it when their husbands are off doing their own hobby thing with the moms to fend for themselves.
And if it makes you feel better, we've been sick three times since Jon's been born. All that junk he brings home from daycare I think. We can completely understand!
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