Two weeks ago today, J drove himself (sorry, J!) to the ER in the wee hours of the morning, where they promptly admitted him, gave him morphine for his stomach pain and oxygen and and IV when he almost passed out, and ran tests only to discover that his appendix had perforated. Apparently, when he told me that he couldn't hold crying Baby Boy on Saturday night because his stomach hurt, he really meant it. Who knew? Anyway, J spent 3 days in the hospital recovering and battling a returning temp of 104. I spent 3 days running back and forth between the hospital, running kids to school and trying not to fall asleep at the wheel (I did run a red light on accident in my sleep-deprived state), and running Baby Boy to the doctors for weight checks (he was not gaining weight).
This week Nurse Brenda called me from Mister's school saying Mister had a stomach ache and needed to come home. No, his appendix did not rupture. Nor was he really sick, unless you count sick-of-going-to-school-all-day as really "sick".
On Thursday night, though, Sweetie woke us up, crying. She was really sick.
So these past two weeks have left me very much in need of patience and very done with having too many patients.
3 comments:
WOW! That was some week! I hope you are all doing better and will stay healthy for a good long stretch!
Well said! Here's hoping for health the rest of the year!
Oh, I am so sorry! I hope that everyone heals very soon, and you are able to get some rest.
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