{back to the doc}

After waiting all morning at Pro-Med and

 after a series of tests for pneumonia, urinary, etc.

Verdict =

muscle strain from coughing. 

Rx:  antiinflammatories, muscle relaxers, heating pad.......

and.........rest.   ha!

Just thankful it was nothing more. 

Now, if I could only move!

{spoke too soon?}

I'm alive and that's about all I can say.

I'm thinking my antibiotics are not working.

Didn't want to sit in the walk-in all day today.

So, I'll be going back either tomorrow or Monday.

I feel like my back has been kicked by a mule.

I went downhill yet again with it last night. 

Barely moving today. 

{i'm alive!!!!!!}

Today is the day I am definitely rounding the corner.

Finally.

It is a very-welcomed, change of course. 

Thank you to everyone for your sweet texts, calls and emails.

Now, just pray that I remain fever-free today.  I still fought 101.5 last  night.

But, so far, none today.  I have a sweet little Valentine who is having an

ice cream social tomorrow.  I need to be there.

{my new best friend}

is Tylenol.

It has hit hard and fast.

If it can't be done from the couch.

It can't be done.  

Just SOOOO thankful the boys were on the mend

before it got me. 

{man down}

although in this case.

The man.

Is a she.

{being rude}

I feel like it's knocking on my door.

I'm totally ignoring. 

And, an update on the boys.

Noah has definitely rounded the corner. 

However, he looks terrible, is still fatigued and has 

quite the cough left. 

Evan:  worst.day.yet.

His temp is staying between 103-104+ and he is

absolutely miserable and I've caught him

stomping his foot a few times today while saying

just how much he HATES being sick. 

Motrin has kicked in {again} and boys are playing Legos.

That's about the most E has been able to do all day.

And, yes, I feel like it's knocking on my door.

But, I'm planning on being totally inhospitable. 

I'm not not in the mood to be a gracious hostess.  

{yay!}

My boys are feeling much better! 

So thankful! 

Hoping Noah has rounded the corner

and

that Evan's is simply short-lived.

{always be my babies}

This is how they've been all.day.long.

Well, Molly has usually been smack dab in the middle of them.

Noah is definitely not feeling well at all.  Have barely heard a peep out of him. 

Evan is still needing a lot.  Sprites, apples, crackers, etc. 

I'm forcing Noah to at least drink.

See below, the flash caused Evan to move. 

It did nothing to or for Noah. 

 And, an action shot below, the never-ending cough.

I hate so much that they feel so bad.

But, I love so much being able to take care of them.

I definitely remember many sick days myself at home when I was

their ages.  I hope they remember these as comforting instead

of pure agony.  I just put fresh blankets out of the dryer on them.

What's a little more laundry, you all know it's my favorite thing to do. {wink}

Get well soon boys!

{a caged mama bear}

is how I'm feeling about now.

Noah did not deal with much besides fever and a cough from Saturday until

yesterday afternoon, then he took a nose-dive in just how he felt.  It was bad.

About 5 am he woke me up screaming for me.  And when I say screaming, I mean s.c.r.e.a.m.i.n.g.  My feet hit the ground before I was even aware of anything

besides what I was hearing - how I made it to his room,
I have no idea.  In bed,  he was grabbing his head {literally

about scared me to death} and immediately started vomiting.  It's not good to be

a nurse in these moments, although it was entirely flu-related, your brain

can't help but do a quick neuro assessment. 

He was miserable.  I felt a "rattle" in his chest as he was throwing up and of

course my stethoscope completely failed to work.  Even though  he started coughing
 and it cleared but not knowing how hard we would be hit by the weather....I decided to
 try and beat it by making it to the MD.   

I go back to my room and find Evan there, sleeping completely upside down in our bed; he was on fire - victim #2. He could not even get Motrin down, let alone keep it down,  due to that mighty gag reflex he has.  So, it was then my mad dash started to get us out the door by 7:30 and at the walk-in by 8 am.  

They were miserable. The sleet was starting.  Evan slept, Noah groaned and cried.  Evan would wake for a few minutes and join the crying.   We arrived and clinic was closed due to weather.  Nice.  I went to the other clinic, but by then had decided to take them

back home as the radar looked like we would be in the clear fairly shortly {thank goodness

for smart phones}.  I wouldn't feel as trapped if I needed antibiotics. So, I stuck it in 4-wheel drive and headed home with two sleeping boys.  Noah is still sleeping.  Evan is moving a little more than he was but has a horrible headache, fever and nausea - a little cough is starting.       

It was a very strange feeling, the fear of needing to get to a physician with the possibility of not being able to.  Maybe I will take that for granted less than I do now.  I know there are mothers everywhere who face that dilemma daily, not just for fear of a winter storm. 

Now, to go love on my babies!! 

{one down}

Noah is the first one to fall.  :(

Thankfully he got a few hours of play outside 

before it hit.

And, boy is it hitting fast.

Get well soon Noah B! 

I love, love, love you.

{pARanOiD}

Every cough.

Every sneeze.

Every red cheek.

Every "Mommy can you get a splinter in your throat?"

Every sniffle.

Every whine.

It feels as though we are sitting ducks.

The flu.

I'm afraid it's coming.

But, hoping we have flu mercy this year.

Everyone around us either has dropped or are dropping like flies. 

At least it is just B this year and not the swine variety from 2010.

If we make it through unscatched, I am certain it's

 because we still have immunity left over from last years disaster.


I'm going to just keep on praying we've met our quota.  

{grrrrrrr......}

3 of us are sick.

me included.

the only positives about it 1) boys are not in school, so no additional missed days 2) when the aches started, i knew we were going down with the full-blown flu, but apparently not. i'm thinking it will be much shorter-lived. at least that's what i'm willing myself for. 3) we are definitely all cozied up! 4) evan seems to be rounding the corner.

here's to a rainy day all the way around! :(