... when you're sick and planning a huge surprise party for your husband's 30th birthday.
I'll write more about the party in another post, but this one is about how sick I am of sickness. It has been plaguing Kyra and I for a while now. And running hundreds of errands in 20 degree weather for almost 2 weeks didn't really contribute toward getting us back in good heath.
I woke up almost 2 weeks ago with a sore throat. It came out of nowhere. You know how you can usually feel that sort of thing coming on, but not this time. It really snuck up on me and I was totally miserable for a few days.
Knowing that I had a TON of stuff to get done for the party on the 6th, I decided last Saturday to rest my voice as much as possible, hoping it would help me recover faster. Jim did an excellent job deciphering my crazy hand gestures all day and I did feel a bit better on Sunday though I found myself developing a cough Monday morning. Which naturally was the day I devoted to start cleaning the building where Jim's party would be held. The space hadn't been used in years so the heater wasn't on and there were hundreds of cobwebs, dead bugs, and mold spots to help me cope with my physical ailments.
On Wednesday Kyra woke up with a nasty cough, but I decided to hold off on calling the doctor. For one thing, I didn't want it to be another one of those trips to the physician where they tell you you are already doing everything right and there is nothing more they can do and you have to pay $20 for that. Not to mention the fact that Kyra being sick really didn't fit into my party planning schedule. So we went on with our crazy day until just after 5:00pm when I realized that Kyra was suddenly burning up. I took her temperature and it was 102.2. Fan-tas-tic. The doctor's office was closed for the day, naturally, so I did my best to help Kyra ride out her fever through the night, including allowing her to simply lay on the couch watching movie after movie. The next day I called the office 2 minutes after they opened and got the "only available appointment" at 10:45. The timing couldn't have been any worse. I had SO MUCH to do for the party that day and the appointment was set for right smack dab in the middle of my morning. Fortunately Jim's mom came to my rescue and took Kyra to the pediatrician for me. She was showing signs of infection in her ears, so the doctor prescribed some amoxicillin. We are now on day 6 of 10 of that.
As of today, I'm onto the running nose phase of my cold with a side order of loose coughing. Kyra is still coughing pretty bad, but hasn't had any more fever and she seems to be in good spirits (and actually a bit on the feisty side). Kylie has a bit of a runny nose and cough now too and even Jim joined the party last night with drainage and a scratchy throat. Is there an adage about the family that is sick together sticks together? All I can say is that I'm looking forward to Spring and warmer weather!
UPDATE: Kylie's little runny nose turned into quite a terrible cough and congestion. I ended up taking her to the doctor after she started throwing up because she was choking on all the drainage in her chest and throat. Her eyes were constantly weepy and red for a few days. It was seriously one of the saddest things I've ever seen.