Sick and Tired

Its been a while since I've blogged, which I guess is really nothing new.  I think the two words which would encompass our January would be "sick" and "tired," and, frankly, I'm sick and tired of both.  It started on December 30th.  We had both worked a long couple of weeks right around the Holidays, and we were ready for our little escape up north with the Fezzeys to celebrate the New Year.  This was also our last opportunity to get away before the new baby came.  I got home from work and put the final touches on all the food I had prepared to go up north (cookie dough, pizza dough, hummus...the essentials).  Dave packed the car to the brim including strapping things on the roof.  We were finally ready to hit the road, so we went to get Isla up from her nap.  She was covered in puke and burning up.  Needless to say, we didn't go up North.

About a week later, Dave got some nasty upper respiratory virus which we all passed around for a few weeks.  Our heat was on the fritz during that time too.  Fortunately, we have the GREATEST neighbors in the whole world who also happen to be in the heating and cooling business.  It was chilly for a few days, but about 48 hours later, we were up and running, free of charge.  Thank you Jesus (and Lynn)!  I've got 4 weeks to go until this new little bundle comes to join our family.  How do I feel?  Chubby, tired, and swollen.  Other than that, top of the world :)

Right about the time we were all fighting the respiratory virus, Isla started climbing out of her crib.  Not ideal timing.  Thank goodness we know someone in the mattress biz who got us some twin mattresses on the fly.  After hurting herself a few times, Isla resigned to staying in the crib (for now).  We were pretty happy about that because neither of us has felt up to preparing her new room.  So what happened to the mattresses?  Dave put them on the stairway and Isla used them as a slide...isn't that what everybody does?  They are now in her play room.   But, if you are in the area and need a place to sleep we have 4 unutilized (but awesome) mattresses at any given time.  Also available, the flu.

This past Wednesday, Dave started feeling crumby again.  I had an extremely long day at work and by the time I got home my feet looked like sausages.  I was so looking forward to a really relaxing, yet productive weekend.  2 days later, Dave was feeling no better and Isla woke up coughing with a fever.  So we took a family trip to Urgent Care this morning.

Our two patients reading together in the waiting room

 Dave was a bit dehydrated and Isla's fever was up to 102 by the time we got there.

They put us in the "procedure room" and did a bunch of tests.

Isla was a champ through a throat swab, toe prick and chest X-ray and even earned herself a ball.  They both have the flu and Isla has a touch of bronchitis (nothing a little bubble gum medicine won't fix).  I got a flu shot at the insistence of my OB.  Wahoo for me!  I just get to be the one doing endless loads of laundry and disinfecting the house in preparation for a newborn (but I'd rather do that than have no appetite and a fever.)  We promise not to come visit anyone for at least 3 days.  Next year, EVERYONE IS GETTING A FLU SHOT, and we urge you to do the same.  Happy Saturday!