At the beginning of May when I looked at the calender I thought...."Oh this is going to be one crazy month" I think this weekend I just topped it.
Friday morning I got Katie off to school, fed Jack and Maddie breakfast, dropped Jack off and Linda's (Katie's godmother) and headed up the highway for the 70+ mile trip to Maddie's specialist. About 2/3 of the way there I smelled sour fruit. I turned around and Maddie had just vomited her entire breakfast in the car seat.
The ride to the specialist from my house is on a two lane country road with almost no side road to pull over (farm country). It is a beautiful ride and usually look forward to it but today is not one of them. When I finally got to the Children's Hospital parking lot I cleaned her up; changed her clothes, wiped her face and hands, wiped out the care seat all the usual suspects in a car vomiting. Luckily, most of it went down the front of her and not in the car seat itself.
When we get into the office for the appointment Maddie is all smiles and ready to show everyone who's boss. When I told the nurse I needed to strip Maddie and put a clean diaper on her she looked at me and said that is not how we weigh the children here. I explained to her that is how the pediatrician and nutritionist weighs her and that is how we need her weighed today. Before I could explain what had been happening to Maddie and why we need the weight done the same as the others she tells me again that is not how we weigh the children here.
After what I had already experienced this morning I just looked at her and said if you would like I can call the pediatrician and make them insist you weigh her the same as the others or you can take my word for it. At this point I took my phone out and proceeded to start dialing. Irritated she said we have to go in a room first then come back out. As I took Maddie's clothes off and she saw the faded scar she never said another word. She was also very nice to us. What kills me is that if she would had looked in the chart before she assumed I was just being difficult all of that could have been avoided.
When I put Maddie on the baby scale I closed my eyes......................as I opened one of them I saw 22.00. I just threw my arms up in the air and said, "YES!!!" Thank you for all of you who are praying for her still.
In case you were wondering unless Maddie shows signs of struggling to breathe for any reason she can stay off ALL the meds.
So, I head back home and have to get my stuff to my friends house as we are having a garage sale Saturday morning. So here I am all three kids at my friends house trying to get everything ready for the garage sale. I must be a gluten for punishment.
All the sudden Jack is screaming..........you know the scream as soon as you hear it you better come running. Jack was scratched by my friends cat who has feline aids. I take Jack in the bathroom my friend is on the phone to the vet. Feline aids is not like regular aids and can not be passed from feline to human. However, other things can be and he should see a doctor. Not sure what to do I look at Jack's arm and it is swelling and looks odd and is really red.
I drop Katie and Maddie off to Phil and Jack, my friend and myself head to the Urgent Care. I was reminded by my mother that Jack is also allergic to cats. Because we no longer have the cats, Jack takes a daily medicine for the allergy and has never had a problem with her cat I kind of forgot about it.
Thankfully the Urgent Care was practically empty we were able to get in and see a doctor fairly quickly. Jack will be fine. Because of the redness to his arm he was treated for cat scratch fever (yes there really is such a thing) and we left. I dropped Jack off to Phil and have to get back to my friends because we are now really behind.
We get everything done get something to eat and I finally crash at about 1 am. I set my alarm for 4:30am so I could get a shower and be ready to greet people at 7am. Needless to say the shower helped.
Did I mentioned I agreed to volunteer at the hospital for four hours Saturday too. So my mom comes and helps out at the garage sale so I can leave at 12:00 to be at the hospital by one to volunteer. This event I volunteered for is called "Heart of a Champion". It is a day where upcoming 10th, 11th and 12th graders get a review (like a physical) but their heart is also checked via an echo. It is a huge event and free to the athlete. I haven't heard a total yet but it was probably close to 1700 students.
So for 4+ hours I stood at the very end of the review to find out what color paper each female athlete received before they could exit the building and recorded it. Sounds pretty boring but it wasn't I met Thomas Davis from the Carolina Panthers, chatted with some of the nurses who cared for Maddie after surgery, made new connections to help the hospital out further. Over all it was a good afternoon. I left the hospital about 5:40pm
But my day was not over. I still had to go back to my friends house, get my unsold stuff and then get home. I walked in the door about 7:30pm. I was so exhausted by the time I ate dinner and visited with the kids and put them to bed I couldn't sleep. I think I finally died about 11:45pm. Thankfully the kids slept till 7:30.
I was so grateful Phil took care of the kids during this busy time and they were all in one piece once I finally got to hang out with them. However my house was in desperate need of some TLC. I worked on it some after breakfast but by lunchtime I was exhausted again. After lunch I made all of the kids "rest" including Mommy. Yes I successfully had all three kids napping at the same time and took a nap too. In case you were wondering Phil had to do a little work for a friend and was gone until about 5pm today.
Feeling much better after nap time I finished up the house, started dinner on the grill, kids got showers and currently every one in the house is sleeping but me and it isn't even 10pm yet.
I think I will get a little ice cream before I head off to bed.
Hoping to have a quiet week.
TTFN~
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