She now has an ear infection and pneumonia to go along with the RSV.
But at least there's a little bit of sparkle back in these eyes...
They gave her an anti-biodic shot yesterday and started her on new meds today. Still doing breathing treatments and keeping track of how much she eats. She went from 12# 11oz. on Wednesday to 12# 7 oz. on Friday. She needs 12 oz. of formula or Pedialyte a day to keep from getting dehydrated. Her O2 level was still good, so as long as we can keep her eating at least 12 oz, she can stay out of the hospital.
She's sleeping pretty good... when she's being held. So Corey and I aren't sleeping the greatest. It reminds me of another little girl that was sick and was only comfortable when she was being held. Our couch and the recliner in our bedroom are much more comfortable than that hard hospital rocking chair.
She's still sick... but she is much more comfortable. Some of her sparkle is back and we are seeing more smiles and personality.
So our superintendent is not a real popular guy right now. We've gotten a good 7 inches of snow at this point. And it's coming down strong.
I remembered that Gretchen has a doctor's appointment right after school and that I had parked Corey's truck on the bad side of the parking lot for trying to get out quickly. I just ran outside to move it to the other side of the parking lot. My jeans are wet up to my shins and my shoes are soaked. And I seriously had to take a couple tries at backing up the truck (the big truck) to get it over the drift that was behind it.
Teachers who have been out and about say the roads are getting pretty bad. Kids are absolutely crazy. I was up until 2 am with Gretchen, so I'm running on 4 hours of sleep.
Started getting around for school this morning, but ended up calling my principal for a sub.
I was having to concentrate way too hard on not throwing up.
Finished sub plans, got back home to do Sophie's hair and finish getting kiddos out the door. (So lucky that Corey can go in late at times like this.)
Got him and the kids out the door and 3 minutes later I was kneeling over the toilet.
Lots of fun.
I don't get sick very often. I rarely take sick days for myself. (Which is a good thing. Since I used up all my leave time with Miss Gretchen, I'm thinking that staying home today is going to end up costing us a couple hundred from my paycheck. ) But pausing at various times during the middle of the day to go throw up wouldn't have worked out too well.
Feeling a little perkier since my sweet hubby hooked me up with ibuprofen, Gatorade and toast when he was home at lunch. I've ventured out of bed to the couch. Haven't kneeled at the thone for a few hours. But thinking I better rest up a little before my crew comes home in 2 hours.
Boo for sick days.
And boo for the fact that even despite all this, I'm still looking around thinking, "I should at least be doing some laundry or something!"
Corey had to go play farmer this weekend. (Which isn't very fun with lots and lots of snow, dead batteries and frozen well pipes, apparently.) He was leaving around noon on Friday and wouldn't be back until Sunday later afternoon. At the last minute we ended up sending Sophie with him and he dropped her off at my parent's house.
She was thrilled and I managed to put a positive spin on it so Lawson didn't feel left out that he didn't get to go. (He's pretty easy, actually. I only had to promise we would make cookies.) Sophie is having a blast and is getting thoroughly spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa, I'm sure. And this little man and I are having lots of fun together...
We've baked cookies, watched movies, read books, gone to McDonalds and have done lots of snuggling. He has done a great job of playing alone and entertaining himself, too. (Which is nice, because Gretchen is here, too.) Part of that is because I have let him play in Sophie's room with some of her new toys. ("I won't tell Sophie. Ok, mommy?")
What's really amazing to me is how quiet it seems with only two kids.
I am wife to one, mommy to three and teacher to 22. I'm daily working towards finding the perfect balance between all the things in my life. Often times, it feels like I'm juggling rather than balancing!