My mom told me to buy Isaac a baby doll...
he loves her...
he loves her to pieces...
literally...he's going to eat her hands off!
JUST when I think I've had a long day...and my kids can't beat me up anymore...I fall asleep and wake up to discover that they have DONE THAT VERY THING.
Shall we begin:
Eli DID end up on the floor at the foot of my bed. He was coughing and wheezing. After cough meds and neb treatments, he slept MOST of the night without any coughs....
Let us also discuss Sir Isaac...who continued to TRY the new sleeping arrangements out...letting me know every 30 minutes that he didn't really like them. I even put a singing lullaby toy in the crib to sing him to sleep...NOPE. STILL screaming, still crawling over to snuggle me...still kicking me in the head once I fall asleep.
NOW...let's fast forward to about 5:00am...Isaac FINALLY zonks out and Eli starts hacking. He crawls into my bed...I check his sats (because I AM prepared and brought it to bed with me.). His (Eli's) sats were 90! OUCH! So, I rush downstairs and get the albuterol and nebulizer...run back UP the stairs, plug it up and he's breathing better and off to sleep. I lay down my head...and BEEP BEEP BEEP...it's 5:40am and time to get Chris up for seminary.
After making his lunch, fixing his hair, reminding him to brush his teeth and deodorize his arm pits...I make Isaac's first feed of the day and take it up to start him.
Eli is still sleeping.
I go BACK to sleep.
I do NOT set my alarm for 8am...Eli will NOT be at school today and I'm sleeping as LONG AS I CAN. Except, Eli wakes me up at 7:30,"mom...I can't breathe"...
SHOOT...I check him again...still satting at 90!
I plug the nebulizer back UP and he's breathing the sweet smoke.
now...Isaac wakes up.
of course.
Why don't we ALL just go downstairs and eat breakfast.
We're suppose to have a NEW pt appointment in the community, but after a quick call...I find out that they haven't gotten insurance authorization yet...so, we have to cancel our appointment:( BUT...as busy as my night was...staying in my jammies a little longer was A-OK!
I have a lunch date set with my friend Nora and Nicole at my FAVORITE mexican restaurant. I wasn't going to miss it!
I called Eli's peds and made him an appointment (just in case) and hooked up with neds every two hours. All the while, Isaac's nose has decided that it needed to RUN...big ole yucky GREEN snot all day. I spent the entire morning sucking yucky snot and plugging Eli up!
OH WAIT...I didn't tell you about Isaac's glasses. Those blue rubbery glasses. Indestructible glasses. Well...he ate the arm off. AND his back up pair have scratches all over the lenses.
SO yes...I let my son crawl around today snotty and BLIND.
yep.
ok..onto lunch. It was so fun and great. Isaac ate crackers and Eli just played his Diji and acted like he was going to die.
I then picked up the high schoolers...
and hooked up Isaac's feeding pump and took Eli to the peds (I left Isaac home with Chris)
While at the peds....Eli was satting at 92 (after I had just given him a neb treatment an hour earlier). FREAKED the doc out...because he's satting so low, he's SO wheezy, and he's starting to look pale and has dark circles under his eyes.
They gave him a double neb treatment and checked him.
Still 92.
Gave him a double dose of oral steroids...
then, another double dose of nebs...
finally...up to 95 and he's ok if we leave the office.
SO...we leave with a script for steriods for five days, neb treatments every 2-4 hours, nose spray 2 times a day, and inhaled steroid 4 times a day.
(and don't forget the 14 times a day I should give Isaac his meds)
It's TAKE OUT TONIGHT....on the way home, Chris calls me and the eye doc has Isaac's NEW glasses in! YEAH...I'm going to make it to her office before 5:00!! BUT, Eli feels like he's going to throw up...so, NO take out, NO new glasses, and possible yuck in my van! I quickly pull out a baby wipe container...and THAT will catch the throw up...you go ahead Eli...let it out.
He makes it home...
Then goes straight to the bathroom...
where he starts screaming.
I find him on the toilet,
mid-poop,
screaming that his sides hurt
(I suppose it's from all the coughing...or his stomach just aches from no food or the meds)
I grab a "throw up bucket"...he sits it on his lap...
and asks me to leave the room so that he can "finish his poop"...
and I do...
I see enough poop each day...it's ok if I miss Eli's.
He's still coughing...still getting neb treatments about every 3 hours...
Isaac is still snotty...still NOT seeing with glasses...
JOE did come home early and brought home McDonalds...
we ate...
Eli did eat...
as for tonight...
Joe will sleep on the couch,
Eli will sleep in the bed with me,
Isaac will sleep in his crib attached to my side of the bed where he will end up on me,
and Chris will sleep with his princess dog.
Tomorrow...I have NO appointments (as of yet).
I will TRY to go and get Isaac's glasses, I will TRY to talk to the pool store because my pool is green, I will TRY to clean out the hamsters cage (it has LOTS of poop in it), I will TRY to sew new goodies for Etsy, I will TRY to call the insurance company because it's not paying any of my providers and they are starting to call me, I will TRY to register for the VCFS conference (I just need time to sit at the computer), I will TRY to open my mail from this week, I will TRY to clean off the kitchen table (so it looks like I did SOMETHING today), and I will TRY to take a nap I think....yep...I think it WILL be a nap day.
What do you think?
As always...it's LATE...and I NEED to get to bed...BUT, you KNOW there's a story to tell...
