Alex is a pretty resilient kid.
He'll fall and bloody his knees and jump up like nothing happened.
He'll wrestle with Austin and be pinned to the ground and I'll yell for Austin to let him up and he'll squeak "No mom. I'm good."
He's just tough.
But this morning, STREP got the best of him.
Yesterday he was sort of lethargic and complained of a sore throat. I gave him Ibuprofen and he seemed to be okay but not his normal self. At night I could feel his fever coming on and gave him a second dose and he crawled in my lap and let me hold him like the 96 pound almost five foot baby that he's not. But hey! I'll take what I can get.
This morning I came home from the gym at 6:45 to Alex stumbling down the stairs and rushing into my arms telling me "I don't feel well." He was burning up. I dosed him again and he crawled again into my lap and we sat in the dark by the light of the fire and he let me rub his back. He told me he had been sick like this before in Ukraine and had to go to the hospital for 28 days and get a shot each day. I assured him that shots and hospital stays were not in his future, that we would take him to the doctor and he would feel better. He kept moaning and making sad sick noises until the Ibuprofen kicked in then he asked if he could go back to "normal" bed.
Devree came to breakfast complaining of the same symptoms but dressed in her choir dress for festival today. I sent her off to school - hoping we weren't contaminating the entire choir and got Alex up and bathed, the elementary kids dropped off, a call into her choir teacher explaining that I'd be taking Alex in to the Insta-care and if he was positive, I'd be getting Devree from the festival.
Alex was intrigued by everything at the doctors office. He couldn't hold still during the blood pressure reading so he read really high. His rapid strep culture came back positive so into the car we went to get Devree. We took her back and waited, and waited and hers came back negative. What the heck? They decided to treat her all the same but I took her back to the festival where her group had already started performing but she slipped in between numbers and finished out the performance and the day.
She is now crashed on the couch after taking her antibiotics. Alex came home, took his meds and slept too but woke up with a fever again this afternoon. I just dosed him with Ibuprofen. Rylee needs to get to dance and it's observation so I need to stay and observe, somehow dinner needs to be made before 6:30 because Devree & Austin have a choir performance at 7:00 that I need to be at and yet someone needs to stay with Alex.
Good grief. I need three of me.
One to be at dance.
One to make dinner.
And one to hold Alex and assure him he will live!
4 of my blog friends said something...:
ShaLae says the Polish hospitals are "scary." I'm guessing that many days in the Ukraine hospital would be similar and quite memorable in a negative way.
ShaLae is right. The hospitals are very scary in Ukraine. Apparently most people die in them? A lady that went over to adopt around the same time had a miscarriage while there and went to the hospital. When they told her soon to be adopted daughter that she went to the hospital she asked "Did she die?" right off.
The other thing that kills me is that all these hospital stays Alex had were school free. He just sat in a hospital for 28 days. He says he went at least 4 or 5 times and the shortest time he was there was 12 days. No wonder he struggles in school or didn't know his multiplication. He says many kids would fake illnesses just to get out of school. He's not saying he did but I wouldn't put it past him!
I have wondered all along how you do all that you do. looked up Wonderwoman in the dictionary and it said ie: Wendy Richhart :)
That strep is nasty stuff. Hope that your kiddos recover soon.
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