Well, we'll try again for Josie's birthday. Three days before her birthday, Josie got really sick. She actually pooped through three diapers in half an hour. This means that I had to change her onesie and her pants each time. She had a double ear infection, which we treated on Tuesday, and the stomach flu on top of that. The medicine the doctor gave her made the runny stuff worse, so she was drying out fast. This was scary, since all she wanted to do was lay on the floor and stare at nothing. Or sleep all day. Very listless, and no tears or wet diapers (other than poo). We took her back the next day, her birthday, and switched the antibiotics, since Augmentin is notorious for causing belly problems. Josie actually lost about 3 ounces in one day. She was in really bad shape, and just started coming out of it yesterday. She is still taking super long naps, though, but she got really torked off when we offered her the Pedialyte so she's back on formula at least.
And, as everyone knows, when the mom gets sick, everything grinds to a halt. So it was when I got the stomach flu from Josie a day later and spent three days in much the same state she did. It took four days for my appetite to even think about coming back. THen, Grandma came down with it yesterday and spent a whole day in bed, too. Amber had a milder version of it that kept her home from school on Thursday and Travis tried to catch it, but missed. I hope it's a very long time before my family has another week like that one. Daddy doing poopy baby laundry is not a good thing, since he has no idea what Shout is for. Hannah and Daddy did their best, though, and it's thanks to my kids and their dad that the house wasn't a total disaster and mouths were fed (those that were eating, that is).
To top things off, the win blew 900 miles an hour for five days straight, and Hitt Pitt opened up a gravel pit right behind our subdivision. Now we get lots of lovely noise, and plenty of airborne dirt to brighten our summer days. Wonderful. It's really fun to back out of your garage and see the dirt sheeting across your windshield, or walk on your grass and see little poofs of dust go up. And I managed to miss the deadline on three WIC checks while I was sick. Great. At least there was no plague of locusts.......
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OH, my gosh. What a pathetic picture of Josie! But trust me, I know how he felt! Next time send me to the store for you - oh, yes, I was down, too! It really WAS the Week from the Underworld!! Things will get better - good luck with you and the neighbors and the dirt deal- go get 'em!
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