The December Tummy Bug

I have an app on my phone that takes my Facebook status for the past 5 years and tells me what I as doing. It seems that this week for 4 years in a row, was spent with the flu of some sort.  It also happened to be that same week for us in real life.... Starting with Baby.

Grayson came in to sleep with me and Dallas and after a while I left and went to the couch. He followed. I got him settled. Then he got restless. I turned on a low light just in time to reflexively respond to catch vomit that only a mom responds to. He was stripped down. Wiped off and a air mattress was filled so vomit baby and I could sleep on it and get some rest.

The vomit was 8 hours. At first it was every 15 minutes. Then it slowed down when the dry heaves came along. It was so sad. But thankful, Grayson got the hang of my barf bucket pretty well. After about 12 hour he was doing good.

About 12 hours later we were sitting at the dinner table and Ty took a drink and I noticed something not ok.... and I was right. Hands were catching vomit pretty dang quickly. Got him cleaned up and put in my bed . He was vomiting every 15 minutes for a while. The hardest for him is sitting up and bending and then getting into the barf bucket .

It was a long night. Mom woke up in the morning and by noon was down for the count. within 12 hours dad was out for the night. It was a hard hard week. But we made it. We were able to make our obligations for a Christmas party. And, we participated in this weeks activity happily.

One Reason To Get Your Flu Shot

Because if you don’t, you will get the flu!

We were  cruising along doing so well, staying out of all doctors offices. We hit up ONLY what we needed to and did no extra. But right after my surgery I felt terrible and got a terrible cough. Which put my awesome bladder fix to the test. After 2 more rounds of a bladder infection I thought I was feeling better. Grayson had some bad nights and woke up Friday and within an hour had a HIGH fever and was so sad. Ty decided he didn’t want to go to school that day and I had not been feeling well enough to fight, so in honor of all our Utah friends, we took a snow day with them.

Around noon I took advantage of the “Call ahead program” at our local urgent care. I really like that option. I ran him in, while Ty hung out with his respite worker and I took the poor kid in. They said it was just a cold and that if he got worse in 3 days to take him in. I was fine with “just a cold” diagnosis and off we went.

Saturday Ty had a dry cough. And sure enough on Sunday he woke up with a fever. Not the best idea. He fevered all night and into Monday. He was so sick.  Grayson still wasn’t feeling well but was doing better. We called and got in to the pediatrician.

With a swab and a scream, Tyler has the Influenza. Which means we save Grayson from pain and suffering and if one has it and 2 more in the house are sick that means, we all have it. I ask for tamiflu for the dad. They said, we have been exposed to long. We get nothing.

Ty got worse on Monday and today was a little better. He won’t drink much and his eating is horrible. He asks for the same things but because we are all so sick we can’t taste a thing. Grayson wont even drink his milk. So for now we have kids waking up all through the night and we pump the fluids and send them back to their beds. Ty has slept in our spare room with me so that while he had a fever I was able to open a window, wipe them down etc. And we had a baby in with us while we did our best to feel better.

So.... Moral of the Story.

GET YOUR FLU SHOT!!

We won't die!

I seriously think this has been the longest and most horrible week we have had in a LONG time. I don't recall a time that Dallas and I have been sick TOGETHER ever, let alone this sick. It was so hard. I wanted to be in bed sleeping when he was in bed sleeping and I was such a baby about who got to sleep more. ONE of us had to be awake. We had a perfectly healthy little dude playing. Luckily, Dallas is such even tempered he was able to ward off my PMS spirit and smooth everything over.

It seems that we are on the mend. It has taken way to long and we are still a little on the down side. Dallas is still exhausted and would LOVE to sleep for another week. He has a lingering cough and is just as sweet as always.

I have a cough still and a LONG weeks worth of napping sounds fabulous.

Ty. He is the best. He is such a good kid. He is amazing. He has been so good and has been so even tempered. He is even more willing to come and cuddle with one of us. He has been so much fun. His respite should start back up this week. Because of the duration of the swine flu he won't be going to summer school but no worries. He starts back at school in a short 4 weeks. We have to cram in braces, eyes and a round of botox before school starts.

We have no major plans for the summer other than beating the heat. We need to hit up a few pools and take our dad swimming. He hasn't been swimming with Ty in a while. He needs to see how well he is doing. Other than that, we will stay in where air conditioning is welcomed.

We start a new respite person this week. Wish us luck.

ER trips, Mothers day and accidents OH MY!

As you can see from the previous quick posts we have had quite a weekend. Its hard to believe it is only Tuesday. So grab a box of Tissues.. oh wait that is me. Grab a soda and some top ramen and get ready to laugh cry and feel sorry for me.

Last Thursday I had the (un)fortunate opportunity to make a quick visit to the dentist. I chose the dentist I did because he was just up the street. Well due to overhead costs and less patients coming in he went out of business. NOT KIDDING! But he tried super hard to find an office to work in. So I drove. Not far but I still had to think a head of time. Got a root canal done. They didn't offer nice gas like Dr. Mckell offered but I survived and got it done. BUT the bite is off. Can't tell till the numbness comes off so I have been dealing with a owie tooth. I had an appointment today to fix the bite but, well more on today as we go.

On Wednesday we noticed that Ty was acting of. Meaning he was mean and ornery and throwing way more tantrums and what not. Dallas put him in bed and he slept for 3 hours. We had to wake him up. We didn't think anything about it.

I purchased Dallas some tickets to go to see the Star Trek movie for Thursday. I had the dentist appointment, got Dallas off to see the movie and still had an incredibly crabby little dude. He didn't even want a bath. I got him off to bed and finished cleaning up the house. Around Midnight on Thursday is when Ty woke up not feeling well. He had a small fever and didn't want to sleep alone so he came in with me. He was not a happy camper. He was way off and I was a nervous wreck .

To those stumbling across my blog when I mean off I mean like shunt malfunction off. Because of our most recent "bout" of malfunctions I am way way over the top crazy about something being wrong. I know this. I know I can't help it. Some of the signs and symptoms of shunt malfunction include:

Lethargic- check
Irritability- Check
Headache- can't really tell ya since he doesn't talk
doesn't want or can't be consoled- check, he didn't want me to hold him
Full fontanelle- we don't have any

Ok, so now I am on high alert. I voice my concern to Dallas who agrees something is wrong but we both agree lets not jump on the shunt bandwagon to fast. I call the neurosurgeon and take Tyler in for a nap with Dallas. I shower, and decide to lay down and take a nap as well. Around 1 Ty stars whining. We had just gotten off the phone with the neurosurgeon office and they said if he starts vomiting come to the ER.

There is the last sign Vomiting. I go crazy. I know that it is his shunt and I am freaking out. I call the office again and have them be ready for us.

The post here shows my frustration of the ER. So I won't make you read it again. I feel bad that it took us so long but man... it really stunk. After they finally gave him fluids they let him drink some sprite soda. He downed 2 of them and a cup of ice. Discharge instructions said to come back if he puked. He puked on the way home. NO WAY was I about to take him back. If his head wasn't broken let the kid puke at home.

Saturday was a day full of Ty not feeling well and him feeling BETTER. It was nice to see him come back to be ok. It was hard to get him to eat anything. Because he had thrown up on the way home all over me we dumped him in the shower at midnight, got him out, half dried him and threw him in my bed. I always felt better sleeping in my moms bed when I was sick so there he stayed. He was in an out of sleep but we were all able to get a little bit of sleep. Here is the little bed I made him on the floor. He thought it was cool, but little did he know that it was in case he puked. And so Cute was he. I fell asleep and woke up to him looking like this.

He was up bright and early Sunday and Dallas was nice enough to allow Ty to hang with him. I got Ty some breakfast and some juice and turned on a movie. I was able to sleep in and Dallas and Tyler gave me a really nice certificate for a massage.

Monday we seemed to be back together. He was feeling better, I was feeling better. I felt rested. Well Dallas hated Monday. He would much rather be home with us working from home than in the office. But I got the house cleaned and all of our laundry done and folded and put away. So excited that Dallas is going to be working from home on Tuesday. I even made rice krispie treats.

Tuesday..... BOO on me. Ty and I were running late. We called therapy and let them know. We got there and our sweet music girl no longer is working there so we were transitioning to another one, so the few moments I have to browse Target, or the grocery store or the sitting at jack in the crack was null. I needed to be there for transition. Ty did fabulous. Therapy was great.

On the way home I thought it would be a nice gesture to get us all burgers. Yes Healthy I know. But it was something I could do and we all would enjoy it. So we headed to the exit that gets us right there. I go through the light and wait for 4 cars to pass so I can make a left handed turn. I check both ways and ahead to make sure we can make it and I go. Almost there I get hit by a car. On the passenger side where my sweet baby is at. Luckily it was on the wheel and not his door. I freaked. I asked him if he was OK. He looked at me and smiled and went back to reading his book. Looking around to see what was going on.

I then got out and didn't see any stirring in the other car. She was on her cell phone. Finding that odd, I truly think she was on her cell phone the whole time cause she never got out of her car. Anyway, I notice leaking fluid from the Jeep, I run back grab Tyler, grab my cell phone, call 911 and another witness has all ready called. Not the lady on her cell phone mind you. The guy was Mexican and wouldn't wait around to make a statement. I called Dallas and the police got there. They sent us in to burger king because it is 98 degrees outside and Ty is little and they wanted to keep him cool. So I missed all the running about. But what little bit I did get the lady was freaking out because she didn't have her license, etc. Well that is the least of your worries sweetie.

Anyway, Dallas gets there, shoots a few pictures. ( I had the wrong setting set up for him because I was not expecting him to take any photos without me being there to change it but I was so glad he grabbed it) and then we were done.

I got a ticket for failure to yield which was a given when I was making a left turn. I am hoping that lady got a speeding ticket and distracted driving but I don't know. The speed limit was 35 and the freaking tire came off the rim. and her momentum kept her going almost hitting a pole.. So 35 miles.. my foot. Either way I didn't see her. And we hit.

So, Wednesday.. What can you possibly bring? ENT appointment at ten and trying ti fit in going to the dentist so that I am not in pain all the time. Dallas with no car and me feeling sad just makes for a long week.

BUT there is some pretty little flowers in my yard finally. I hate the landscaping but it made me smile.


Oh and at the end of the day. Tyler, me and Dallas are fine. We are all well and in the same house. I feel safer here. I feel safer with my baby by me. I feel safer with Dallas around. I love them so much.