Monday morning, the weather here was calling for frigid temperatures.
We had already planned on staying in,
our schools were even closed in our county, and surrounding counties due to the below freezing temps.
That morning, Case only drank about 2 sips of his milk,
and didn't want any breakfast.
...and when he was a whiny clingy mess all morning,
and finally said "Mommy, I just want you."
I knew right then and there he wasn't feeling well.
I asked him if he wanted his pillow, blanket and Bob.
He nodded yes, so I grabbed them, and I put on a movie for the boys.
Rhett saw this, and insisted on having his pillow and blanket too. :)
Well, I ran upstairs to start some laundry, and looked over our banister and saw this...
Uh oh.
It's never ever a good sign when they fall asleep on their own.
The boys had gotten up very early,
(like 5:30am. Oh my.)
since Rhett seemed to feeling fine,
I figured he just got cozy and fell asleep, but I knew Case wasn't feeling well,
as he doesn't take naps anymore.
Well the next few hours, were exhausting for this pregnant Momma to say the least.
Just being honest.
About a half hour later, I took Rhett upstairs to put him in bed...
Rhett had peed through his clothes and onto the couch, since he fell asleep without his usual nap time pull up.
I take off couch cushion, scrub it, take it upstairs to wash.
Come downstairs, Case wakes up, and keeps complaining about his belly hurting.
All he had had all morning was Sierra Mist, and about 3 minutes later, while sitting on the other side of the couch, he throws up, about 3 times.
Bless his heart, it scared him so much, and I promised him it was okay.
He was so upset because he had thrown up on Bob and Mommy had to wash him.
I go upstairs to switch laundry again, to wash the things Case had just thrown up on, well I had apparently accidentally washed a Pull Up and all of the absorbing crystal things were EVERYWHERE. ON EVERY PIECE OF CLOTHING
DISGUSTING.
Soooo I have to rewash all of that, while poor Case just wants his special blanket and Bob since he doesn't feel well.
I set up a TV and Netflix for Case in the guest room, and while both boys were resting in a bed,
I psycho cleaned downstairs.
If you are like me, if I know sick days are coming, I feel the need to have the house very clean and tidy so I don't stress out about dishes or vacuuming and can just take care of little boys.
So by the time they woke up I was just exhausted.
Oh and Rhett wakes up from his nap and pees through his pull up AND clothes...more laundry! ;)
Shew!
So, boys wake up from naps, (Case fell asleep again upstairs)
and Case seemed to be completely fine!
Bouncing off the walls, ate a few crackers and a string cheese.
Nothing big, but was playing, and acting completely fine.
He was very ready to go to bed, and felt a tad bit warm to me, but I was definitely thinking he was on the mend.
Well, that morning, Rhett snuck into the room with Case before waking us up,
so we found them watching Netflix together in the guest room.
I felt Case's head, even though he kept insisting,
"Mommy! I'm okay, I not sick Mommy."
He was burning up though, took his temperature and it was 101.2.
With Matt having a temperature too this week, and going in to the Dr. and on amoxicillin,
I asked him what he thought...should I go ahead and call the Doctor?
Matt ended up staying home all day Tuesday with a fever off and on! :(
It was Tuesday morning, and the schools were cancelled again, so thankfully I didn't have to call in to preschool.
So we decided to call the Doctor.
It was 8:35am, when I called and they said they had a 9:15am appointment so we flew to get ready, and got there just in time.
(Our Doctor's office moved downtown, so it was quite a stretch to get there on time!)
By the time we got there, I could tell he really wasn't feeling well.
When we got to the new office, he sat by me on the chairs instead of playing with toys.
(Thankful he didn't, since we didn't know he had the flu!)
Well by the time we get back, his temperature was 102, and his ears and cheeks were bright red.
Doctor checked him out, did a strep test, and then a flu test.
Strep was negative, and while we were waiting on flu results he fell asleep on me in the office.
I had a feeling it was the dreaded flu at that point, and it turns out I was right.
:(
He prescribed him Tamiflu, along with a prescription for the Rhetter man as a preventative.
Along with advice to call my OB for Tamiflu, and have Matt call as well.
Oh my.
So after spending a fortune at the pharmacy,
we got all of our medicine home, Case hung out in the guest room again, but threw up his first dose of Tamiflu instantly. I called the Doctor, and asked some Momma friends advice on helping him keep it down.
We ended up hiding it in gatorade mixed with a little orange juice, and he drank it up,
along with a few bites of macaroni and cheese.
Which apparently is a very good sign with the flu!
Even came downstairs to eat, and cuddled with his big dog for a little while.
Not having as much luck this morning with the medicine,
did the same mixture but he keeps insisting he doesn't like it.
Even tried blue gatoade with a little Sierra mist, but he's not having it.
However, little guy has zero fever this morning and is playing!
A little tired, and cries easily, but he seems to be feeling very well considering.
Gotta figure out a way to get this medicine in his system though!
Hopefully we can figure something out that will work again today.
Been praying like crazy for our little guy,
and for my big guy, and for my littlest guy.
Also praying that God keeps me and baby healthy,
especially so I can take care of the boys.
Also selfishly hoping everything will be okay for us to keep our big ultrasound this Friday,
you know, the big gender reveal ultrasound??
Of course we will do whatever is best for everyone.
Just hoping it just gets better from here, and not worse!
