Last Saturday, Cameron woke up with his eye glued shut from pink eye goop. Thankfully, we have a wonderful Pediatrician's office that has a "twilight clinic" open evenings, weekends & holidays & we were able to get him an appt that day - we were in & out in about 20 minutes, got a script & 2 days later the ointment had completely cleared up his pink eye - as the doctor had said it would. It's now Monday & Steve continued to dose him through that day while I went to the clinic at work to see what was wrong with me as I'd developed something over the weekend as well - a sinus infection. Got a z-pak & went back to work.
Tuesday's here - what does it bring? Ethan has pink eye - he's not sure what that means exactly but he quickly decides he LOVES pink eye because it means no school for him & the treatment is only slightly annoying. I'm on day 2 of antibiotics and should be feeling better....not so much - I'm feeling worse & even more congested. I leave work early & come home to find that Steve, too, feels bad - probably the same thing I have & Ethan's eye looks no better. Ethan & I both stay home Wednesday & Steve will go to the doctor, right? Nope - he's pig headed; he'll just suffer through. On the plus side, Ethan's pink eye is almost gone so he'll probably be able to go to school Thursday.
Thursday's here - Ethan goes to school - no pink eye; I stay home - finally feeling relief but not all the way there yet; maybe Steve's not so pig headed as he seems fine today after having only taken sinus meds. I kind of hate him a little for that. I was just sick in October/November - it was his turn to get sick - not me again. Sheesh. Then again, when I'm sick, I'm still capable of getting up early & getting Ethan ready for school & there on time as well as working a bit (from home) and taking care of whatever else is needed - homework, dinner, etc. When Steve's sick, he's capable of making sure Alex & Cameron stay alive all day & picking up Ethan from school (sometimes, other times - in the warm days - Ethan is a "walker" those days) - very little else. Meals for the boys pretty much consist of whatever Alex brings his daddy to fix - cereal, cheese/crackers, etc. Sorry Steve - but you know it's true.
Finally, Friday is here - I feel awesome - not 100% but so much improved over Tues/Wed that I actually have some pep in my step even while blowing my nose. School for Ethan, work for me & better still - no pink eye yet for either Alex or Steve. I didn't get it but the doc had told me the z-pak would likely prevent it anyway. Bonus! Got a lot done at work on Friday, came home to dinner being ready & the boys actually eating. Steve went to work & the boys played all evening. Cameron announced it was bedtime in his normal way - whining, bringing me his sippy & paci & looking upstairs. Well, it was 8:00 - I should have seen that & known & then he wouldn't have had to whine. After putting the other 2 to bed at 9:30 to watch a movie & go to sleep, at 11:30, they finally went to sleep. I went to bed right at midnight after winding down from having gotten them to sleep finally. Steve got home just before I fell asleep.
Ahhhh, Saturday.....I'm sleeping so peacefully as I dream of sleeping in - litterally, I was dreaming that I was sleeping in when all of a sudden....."waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" Cameron's awake - he probably just can't find his paci...."shhhhhhh, shhhhhh, Cameron, it's ok, shhhhhh" His response (louder) "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" - I open my eyes, it's 3:10am, I get up to get him out. He's on fire - his entire body is burning up. Peachy. So much for my good night's sleep - I could really have used the extra rest, too. I sooth him back to sleep and start to fall asleep myself ... "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" - he wasn't asleep & saw me heading that way & put a stop to that in a hurry. Have I mentioned that my loving husband was still up & playing on the computer downstairs & could have come up to relieve me but did not? That's all right; his turn is coming. Jump ahead - it's 5:00am, Cameron is still not going to sleep, still burning up despite the fan, tylenol & lack of blankets on him. So what's he doing, he's feeling all over Daddy's side of the bed & moving over to it & fussing. I give up, "STEVE!!!" A very sleepy "What?" comes back. I haven't confirmed this with him but I'm pretty sure he's fallen asleep downstairs playing the computer - that's the last sleep he's getting tonight though. "Get up here, Cameron wants you." He begrudgingly comes up saying "no he doesn't." Wrong. Cameron proceeded to flip flop back & forth between us until 7:30 keeping us both awake the entire time. It's like he knew which of us was about to pass out & went to that one. Then he found a comfortable/comforting spot - for him anyway. He laid across my body & stayed still - cooking me with his feverish body - I thought he went to sleep. Steve checked - nope, eyes wide open. Rotten child but he was sick & that was comfortable so I'll suffer through. 8:30 ticks by, Steve starts snoring....ok so maybe he got another half hour of sleep but to be fair, I had 3 hours between going to sleep & being awakened the first time.
It's now 9:00ish; the TV is on downstairs which means somehow I managed to sleep for about 20 minutes while the older 2 snuck downstairs. I wake up Steve & call the other 2 up to get dressed as we have errands to run. We were going to go to Eileen's to take pictures of the boys but that's not happening - we still have some other stuff to do & I'd like to be done by 11:45 when I can call to get another Twilight Clinic appt. Errands done, almost in Lexington - it's 11:45 - I actually got through on the first call. They put me on hold but just for a minute. God smiled on me - I was the first caller & I got the first appt. Yep, I can be there by noon, no problem. WOOHOO! Steve drops Cam & me off at the door & takes the older 2 to DQ for blizzards as they've been fairly good while we ran errands. I forgot to mention Cameron had Tylenol before we left the house which apparently worked as he had no temp at all when we got to the doctor despite the 102 degree body that had baked me all night long. He also tried to go to sleep 3 minutes before we got to the clinic. I was selfishly happy to have to wake him up for the appt - if I can't sleep, he can't sleep.
A short 15 minutes in the office & we have a diagnosis - thick fluid behind the ears but not yet an ear infection as it's not yet red & inflamed. However, he does have infection & swelling up his nose so in another day, the ears would probably be infected as well. Sinus infection = our friend Augemtin to the rescue & the doc even called it in so 30 seconds after arriving at the drive-thru pharmacy, it's ready. Finally, we're home, it's 1:00 - it's naptime. Medicine for Cameron, a drink for the older 2, a text to elementary minister that only Steve will make it tomorrow as I'll stay home with Cam & it's absolutely naptime. Cameron is asleep in about 5 minutes. The other 2 are not so compliant but after a few intimidating words from Mama ending with "I have been awake since 3:00am and if you want to play Wii ever again in your life, you will lay down, close your mouth, close your eyes, keep your hands to yourself & go to sleep."
A 2.5 hour nap makes everything better, right? Not so much - Cameron woke up with a fever again. Another dose of Tylenol, Steve heads off to work, I fix dinner for the kids. Dinner is ready, fever is gone. Excellent - yeah, I want chocolate. I know - let's make BROWNIES! Brownies AND a nap in the same day? Yes, I think I will. "If you don't eat every bit of this dinner, you do not get the dessert Mama is making. Brownies with toffee bits in it." Everyone ate every bite - no arguments. Ahhhhhh, I'll show Murphy he & his law can go fly a kite.
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