Everyone say a little prayer for my little peanut. She's had a fever the past 2 days and not feeling well at all. We took her to the doctor who ran some tests and is thinking it's a viral infection that we just have to wait out. I hate seeing her not feeling well. It breaks my heart. So please say a prayer that it's just a little virus and she starts feeling better and fast. Thanks all!
And I'll leave you with this adorable pic. She was obviously not feeling sick at this point and enjoying her pony ride. :)
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Showing posts with label get down with the sickness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label get down with the sickness. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Holy Hell
This last week was the week from hell. Charlie came down with what we thought was just a cold last Thursday night. The next morning she had a fever and was so full of boogers we titled her the "Booger Queen". Seriously they were even coming out of her eyes. Look.
Disgusting. Anyway, by Saturday night I had it. We're talking achiness, headaches, fever, chills, congestion and cough. And ZERO energy. It was murder. All that fun stuff lasted 2 1/2 days and then finally the aches and fever went away and left me w/ a nose so stuffed up I couldn't breathe at all (I became a mouth breather!!!) and still ZERO energy. With all the sinus pressure I actually have a toothache from it! I've never had anything like this before.
This brings us to today which is NINE long, brutal days after I first came down with this. I've gone through 3 boxes of kleenex, 1/2 box of Sudafed, 2 1/4 bottles of Dayquil and 1 1/2 bottles of Nyquil and my nose looks like it got in a fight with a jaguar and lost it's so raw and red. I am still congested and have a cough but I feel like it is finally going away. Seriously, this kid bringing home all these viruses is going to kill me. And somehow Wade avoided it thank God b/c he was my saving grace through all of this. He took care of Charlie and the housework b/c it was all I could do to muster up the energy to get up and go to the bathroom and not just pee on the couch.
So thank you hubs. You rock. Seriously. I could not do this without you.
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