Gonna make it

Brennan having his 1st sucker

So there for awhile it was touch and go, but finally I think I can say... we are going to pull through and make it. Where to even begin I don't know, but it seems like we or someone in this house has been sick all winter. This round started off with little man having a horrible runny/snotty nose, congestion, being ill as a hornet (and for those of you that know him know him, knows that is not him at all) he also had a fever and was hitting at his ear. So after a couple of days, I took him in and of course he had a ear infection and a virus and won himself another round of antibiotics.

Fast forward a couple of days, to Sunday to be exact (the day before Valentine's Day). I was sitting in church and felt myself going down hill fast. Got home and took my temp. it was 101.7. By Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I had, had enough I was running oh fevers between 102.5 and 103.8, didn't even know I was in the world. My poor, poor children had to play in the floor around me and I think I only got up to feed them and change him, but that was only done when my fever had broken and before the next fever started.

Tuesday evening, my little girl decided to join me on the sick wagon (or couch). She two was running high fevers. So at this point Brennan was in the floor on his own, as us girls laid on the couch moaning and groaning and piled up under blankets trying to keep warm.

After 4 days of a fever and 2 days at 103.8 fever, I was done I called Silas at work saying... I can't do this anymore and I can't go 1 more night feeling like this. I had to get well, so I could take care of my sick babies. Besides having the very high fever, words can not describe to you the way my throat felt. It felt so bad, that I carried around a bottle to spit in just so I wouldn't have to swallow (kinda like a dipper). I could not eat, could not drink, could not swallow. It felt like I had very sharp razors in my throat (and no I really don't know how sharp razors fill in your throat, but it sounds very painful) and I my friend was in pain.

Silas came home from work, loaded us up and to the ER we went. We got there and I was running 103.5 temp and Jolee was running a 102.9 temp and we had ibuprofen in us. They gave us more and by the time we left Jolee's temp and dropped to 101.5 and mine was still at 103.1. We left there, being treated for Strep and a Virus, I also had pus pockets in my throat, which could explain the can't swallow hurts like heck feeling. Fast forward a couple of more days, I started feeling better, fever was going down and I know this is gross but huge white formed gross stuff started coming up my throat (it looked like pieces of uncooked white chicken) and not that you nor I will eat chicken for awhile, my throat did start feeling better as this was coming up. I'm no Doctor, but I am assuming that was the pus pockets that came up. Now I just have a regular soar throat, that I am not complaining about after feeling that precious throat pain.

One day she is going to kill me for showing this one. Immediately after me taking the picture, she said...Mom your not going to show this to anybody are you?

As for my baby girl, she kept her fever for 7 full days and was taking the same antibiotic I was. So Tuesday I took her back to the doctor, her fevers started staying at 104 with Tylenol and Ibuprofen in her. Come to find out, she now has a ear infection and pus in her throat. The new antibiotic is working and we are fever free, knock on wood. I knew she had a fever and couldn't go, but I asked her anyway about going to school and dance and when she said...no Mom I just can't go I don't feel good, I knew to call the doctor we had a very sick little girl on our hands. So 3 out of 4 people in our family is on antibiotics at this point. I am sad to say that it looks like number 4 is on its way. Bless his heart, he is sleeping upfront by himself and I am Lysol" ing" like crazy. I have washed sheets, sterilized sippy cup lids, threw away toothbrushes, washed all the blankets we covered up with in our effort to stay warm, sterilized medicine syringes and cups (which by the way, melt if they are the plastic ones) don't pick on me, I'm sure it was the high fever that did away with my brain cells on that one. We can not be sick anymore, the bug has got to get away and out of my house. I feel like literally I have been at the doctors offices more than at my house this winter.

On another sad note, I had worked and worked on my house like 2 days prior to me going down hill cleaning and scrubbing it and it looked so good and smelled so clean. You can imagine how it looks now, yep like it had 7 tornadoes come through it, is the right answer. I guess I will get around to cleaning it again one day, probably the same day I finish blogging and posting oictures from our Christmas. Just kidding, well on the blogging part at least, my goal is to finish them before Easter.