So last week was so tough that I thought I would blog about it. You know it's bad when you blog about it!! So it all started last MONDAY: when my sweet as pie little J woke up with a fever, a weird rash on his legs and saying, "my neck hurt". He then pointed to his throat and I immediately thought, STREP THROAT (insert gasp and hand sanitizer here). There was no going to work or getting him out of my lap that morning. Little did J know that mommy HAD to go to work that day since mommy has to interview people on Mondays. A quick call to Russ and a mad dash to work and all is well. Rusty took him to the doctor or "docker" as J calls it and it was somewhat determined that he had strep throat (doctor didn't actually do a swab because Jameson was in panic mode). Given his rashy legs and saying his neck hurt, he was given an antibiotic and sent on his merry way.
TUESDAY: Jameson once again woke up with a fever and saying, "my neck hurt". The rash has now made it up his back and arms. (insert panic mode for mommy here). Everyone kept telling me that the rash was a symptom of strep throat, but I was not convinced. Mommy decides to stay at home today and take care of her little sick baby...some things are just more important than work!
WEDNESDAY: Guess what...we still wake up with fever, but we didn't say "my neck hurt". Good news for mommy. Rash is now covering our mouth, ears, and nose. He looks like a tiny Rudolph. Thanks to my wonderful mom, she kept Jameson half a day and Russ kept him the other half. I decided that I needed to take Jameson back to the doctor because he is still running a low grade fever, has a rash and now has diarrhea. The story just keeps getting better. Rusty later calls me and says, "they THINK it might be hand, foot and mouth disease". I immediately say, "THINK"??? That is such an odd disease and he hasn't been to daycare in over 8 days, where could he have gotten that? Rusty then calms me down and says, "it is treated the same way as strep and he is going to be fine". I hang up the phone and tell myself, "this is exactly why I fear germs!" My mind is now racing and trying to think where he could have picked up the germ. When I get in this mode, I use no logic. We all know germs come from anywhere. Why do I always try to pinpoint where he gets things? Part of the OCD in me. Anyway, Jameson had not been to daycare since before Thanksgiving and his teacher said that no other children were sick. I then found out that some of our family members had had hand, foot and mouth a few weeks prior and we saw them at Thanksgiving. For some reason, it made me feel better to know that he possibly picked it up from relatives! Anyway.....by that afternoon, he had no fever and his rash looked much better.
THURSDAY: No fever, no diarrhea and very little rash! HOT DOG! I still didn't feel comfortable taking J to daycare. I would hate if he got any of the other children in his class sick with strep or hand foot and mouth (which ever he had), so he stayed at home with his Pop and Gigi. Thank goodness for them too. By the afternoon he is doing great! I am actually starting to breathe again. My baby is going to be ok!
THURSDAY NIGHT: I am so happy that Jameson is feeling better and getting his things ready for school. I am coming down our stairs at home and fall as hard as I possibly can on my right side. I thought I had broken my elbow or possibly my hip. I was scared to death that I had hurt Levi. Rusty and Jameson came running over to check on me. Jameson said, "what doin momma?". He later kissed my boo boo's. I laid in the bed a while praying to feel Levi move and I finally felt a little kick. I was still nervous, but that made me feel better.
FRIDAY: Jameson is all better and actually goes to daycare! He had a great day and I loved the normalcy again. I on the other hand am sore and have bruises on my hip and elbow. I called my doctor to ask what I should watch for and the nurse freaked out on me and told me I had to be seen by my doctor. There was no swaying her either! Me: Can I see..
Nurse: No
Me: but I am not feeling
Nurse: No, can you be here by 2
Me: Well, I am at work and I am not sure I can leave
Nurse: Ok, how about 2:30 then.
Me: Well...
Nurse: Ok see you then.
I had no choice. So Rusty and I headed to the doctor's office. My mom rescued me again with Jameson and I had to take off again from work. I thought I would see the doctor, have an ultrasound and leave. Boy was I wrong. I should have known it would be the most difficult process ever. Things are just hard for me. They always have been. We can talk about that another time though. Anyway, I see the doc around 2:45 and she says, "we'll send you downstairs and monitor you for about and hour". At my docs office, "downstairs" is labor and delivery. Yes you heard me right. I was admitted to the hospital and hooked to monitors. The nurse comes in to take my blood and says, it shouldn't be long. A few minutes later she told Rusty it would be 1 to 1 1/2 hours before they could get my blood work done. Jump to the end.....3 hours later, we were leaving the hospital and everything was ok! The good thing about it was I got to hear my sweet little babies heart beat for 3 hours and got to see him on the ultrasound machine again. No one ever looked at my elbow or my hip either! So what if I broke something....right?
By Saturday, we are all feeling much better and had a good weekend. I know this was incredibly long, but I needed to share with you just how special my week was. Oh and today has been so rosey already (insert sarcasm here). Not a good Monday so far. At least my babies are healthy and I have a job right?
Since no one believes how hard big momma fell down the stairs, including my husband who heard the whole thing, here is a picture of my hip. My elbow doesn't look near as bad which is a shame because I really thought it was broken. Oh well.
