A Cup of Tea With Me

The past week and a half have been crazy.

Last Monday, I started feeling ill. My throat was hurting very bad. I looked and my tonsils were swollen. Um, I have had them both removed… TWICE.

Last Tuesday, my boss was out of town. I went to work, running a high fever and with a sore throat. When a friend asked me what was wrong, I started crying and told them “I want my mommy.” :thud: I am 37 years old and still want my mom when I am sick. I called the other employee and she came in to let me go home. I went to the dr office. Was told I had a “bug” and that was it. Given an antibiotic.

This Dr is right across the hall from my Rhumatologist (SP?) so I just went over there, even though my appointment was not for another 2 hours. Of course she was late getting me into her office, so from the time I walked into my first Dr appointment to the time I walked out of the second, I was in the offices for 4 hours, when all I wanted to do was sleep.

I get home. Pepper did not greet me at the gate, as usual, so I thought she was inside. She ALWAYS greets me. She did not greet me inside either. I asked My Beloved where she was, and he did not know. I found her, she was out side, but she could barely move her left side. I seriously thought she had a stroke. She was bitten or stung by something. No telling what. She is a “mighty hunter”. We rushed her to the vet office, barely made it before closing time, so we did not have to pay the after hours fee. They gave her a benedryl (sp) shot and a steroid shot. By this time she could move her left side, but from her nose to half way down her neck, she was swelling and you could not touch. I have heard my baby cry three times since she came to live with us. She has had 2 surgeries. Let me tell you, this was worse than either of those. My poor puppy. I was beside myself. I was so sick and could barely stand on my own, but I was there at the vet, holding her. She would not let anyone else hold her. (just like a kid, she wants her mommy when she is sick)

Wednesday, I take Pepper back to the vet to leave her for observation. She is fine. The poison, what ever it was has worked out of her system. She was not 100% Pepper, but she was much better.

I was still weak. Kristen, our other employee, had to work from open to close, because I was sick and the owner was out of town.

My mom, dad, brother and sister-in-law all came to town. My dad was making a delivery to the fire school at TAMU (he has one a week for the next few weeks). We all went out to dinner (I am supposed to be sleeping).

I worked on Thursday. I was supposed to be there at 3 but I went in at 1 so Kristen could go home. I knew she had to be tired.

Friday I was off, but I had to get ready for my youngest son’s birthday party.

Saturday and Sunday, (still sick) I had 4 extra 9 and 10 year old boys in my house. Individually they are all good kids, get that many together and they are crazy.

Monday I worked feeling about as bad as last Tuesday.

I was off yesterday. I spent most of it in bed.

I am going back to the Dr today.

My parents are coming through town today. They are going to take they Boog back to NM with them for a week or two. They will either bring him back next week, or I will get him the week after when we go for our family reunion.

I am supposed to be at work at 3 PM today. I am hoping the Dr tells me to stay home. I am off tomorrow, and I would go back to bed and sleep for 2 days.

*caution, incoming whine* My immune system is out of whack. I want to sleep all the time. DH is frustrated because he gets home and I want to go to bed. I will lay on the couch to watch TV with him and sleep through half the shows. My house is a mess because I have no strength to clean it, and getting help from the guys is next to impossible. My legs hurt so bad. My hips, thighs, knees and ankles, all. I really just want to cry. *Pity party over, sorry about that*

As moms, we do not get to be sick. When we are, we cannot stop. How do you all handle this? I am feeling very overwhelmed.

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