Both my hubby and the 10 YR old went to the ER. It was a 2 for 1 kind of thing. After seemingly feeling better and starting to recover from their virus they both started to feel worse again, so there’s always the concern of a secondary infection following the virus, such as Strep or a lung infection, plus the 10 YR old had abdomenal pain as well that kept waking him up during the night and I was worried it could be his appendix so it’s better to go get checked (and have it be nothing) and be sure ( than to not and have it be something serious). There was also this fear that maybe, just maybe, he had leukemia like the 19 YR old did when he was 7 and it brought back frightening flashbacks of that time we first brought him to the ER; how we just thought he had the Flu and we’d be right back home soon, how everyone had recovered from the virus except him, but it turned out to be leukemia. It was a nightmare. I can’t imagine him having to go thru what the 19 YR old did, or us as a family having to live thru that trauma again. I can’t even go there. I can’t even think about it.I got PTSD from it last time. Let’s just say I was so sick with fear, stress,and worry I could barely even function, esp. someone like me who has an anxiety disorder to begin with. I was just a wreck, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing thru my body and my hands were cold with fear, I was shaking, my stomach was sick, and I was just numb with panic and fear.
Luckily they think he just pulled a muscle in his abdomen from all his coughing although they didn’t take an X-ray or do any blood work but they did check his oxygen stats and listen to his heart and lungs and take his temp. and he doesn’t have a fever. My hubby did get an X-ray and his lungs are clear; just a bad cough that could take 6 weeks to resolve. What a relief! I also realized that all of the kids have been to the ER at least once in their lives now. Talk about alot of stress and worry!Life with kids is not easy, esp. for us with so many medical issues, traumas, crisis, tragedies, and misfortunes. I was also woken up at 3 am by the skunk-ish stench of a gross diarrhrea in my room that Buddy did on my carpet and I don’t know if he was whining or not to be let out as I was asleep!
I also looked out the kitchen window at the back and saw a cat trying to catch a chipmunk and they were running around all over the pool cover and the chipmunk kept escaping and I was hoping he’d get away but he didn’t; in the end the cat caught him and walked away victorious holding it by the tail, dangling from it’s mouth. Sometimes the cat wins. Just like in life. I’d like to get 2 new tattoos as well: a butterfly on my wrist to signify support for the 14 YR old with her eating disorder, and a Dachshund on the left side of my chest where my heart is for Buddy.
I saw on the news as well something awesome that I need in my life( except for the fact that it costs 230$!) : a weed Advent calendar! Every day during Advent ( the countdown until Christmas) you open a little window marked with the day on it and there’s a weed goodie of some sort behind it; an edible or something, for each day. We just have the regular Advent calendars that have chocolates behind the little windows, which is good, but weed? now that’s an Advent calendar I could really get excited about and look forward to every day!