I'll be the first to admit my headaches are a bit out of control. I fully understand that! I just don't have much I can do about it to change it. Things in my world are chaotic and stressful. It's the nature of my life lately. Perhaps I'm exaggerating and trying to justify the headaches. But if I listed the big concerns on my plate, I think most people would also feel some stress. At least a little! There never seems to be a break in reality to allow a moment to relax, breathe, and calm down. Now, I do find little moments to relax and enjoy the little moments of life. Yesterday, our shower head broke, mid-shower. (I could turn the shower on and off, but no longer adjust the temperature.) So, Luke and I hopped in the car and ran to Menard's. We goofed around at the store. Found the piece we needed. Remembered to grab a light bulb. And then decided we are going to learn how to play Farkle! We found Hot Sundae Pop Tarts, and decided we had to see if Jessica was right... Were they tastey? We laughed as we tried to see how many more things we could add and carry ~ we didn't think we'd need a cart. Heartbroken, Luke determined I was the winner. I had 8 items, he had 7. A quick grab at the isle and he announced a tie! :) The way home we continued our games. I started asking all kinds of random questions to the boy... He laughed as he tried to come up with the answers.
This was a fun little moment ~ Just Luke and I. But, in the back of my head the rest of it was still running full blast! Running through the back of my head I'm still working through a conversation with Forrest the other day. Forrest had really bad chest pains right before getting the flu. He couldn't get the pain to ease up, even with pain pills. Then he started throwing up, and felt even worse. Forrest lay in bed, exhausted, as I try to figure out what I can do to help him. He looks up at me and says, "It's going to hurt really bad, isn't it?" I assumed he was talking about getting sick again, but I asked what he meant. A tear rolled down his cheek as he said dying. :( Ugh! He's very scared... And so am I! :( We chatted for a bit. Now I know he was feeling miserable, but it was still difficult to hear him ask if it's still considered suicide if he's in so much pain, and dying anyway. :(
Yep, a bit o' stress. Add on that last night my daughter got sick at her last night of camp. She threw up. After the week we had, we knew she wasn't going to be better after throwing up once. It would linger. We packed up the kids, talked to the counselors and the director, grabbed a garbage can and bags, and left to get her. We arrived in Madison about 11:40. We got Jess, I signed her out, packed up her things and headed back home. The bumps and jiggles over Madison's streets weren't helping Jess, but she eventually managed to fall asleep. Just before 1:00am Jess sat up and said, "Mom help!" I grabbed the garbage can as she sat up and started throwing up. Luckily I had lined several layers of garbage bags, so I could twist off the main bag while she finished. Her belly settled, Jessica laid back trying to rest.
We couldn't pull off in the middle of the highway, but we knew there was an exit and gas station in a couple miles. We could stop there and re-group. As we pulled in, we saw the station was closed. :( Boo! But at least we could empty the garbage bags and put in fresh liners. Jess could also rinse her mouth with Gatorade and spit it out. As we finished up cleaning the car, and Jess, Forrest started shaking. I figured he was just chilled being out in the middle of the night. I asked Forrest if I could finish driving. He could sit back by Jessica. Fo said no, he'd drive. I figured his stomach may be too sensitive if Jess started throwing up again, so I let him continue driving.
We rolled into the garage about 2am. The kids all settled into bed, but something was wrong with Forrest. He was still shaking. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Without realizing, Forrest's blood sugar had plummeted. Not good. He drank a soda to try to quickly get some sugars in him. He couldn't stop shaking and still felt cold. I put him in a hot shower to try to get him under control. 30 minutes in a scalding hot shower, and the shakes were still there. Not as bad, but there. He was able to drink a little more. I tried to get him to eat some fruit or a sandwich, but his stomach was too unsettled. He was fighting to not throw up.
The hot water ran out, and I got Forrest dressed in warm, comfy clothes. After a bit, Forrest was able to sit without being too dizzy, and he was able to eat some cereal. At least something was going in. As he finished up, I got him a Percoset to help with his pain. (Only 5 left... Better be enough til Monday!) I checked on Jess and got Forrest to bed. He still wasn't doing great, but was a little better. I wanted to keep a close eye on him to make sure his sugars were better and he was going to be okay. About 4:30am I settled down enough, and had my own headache relaxed enough to try to fall asleep. Whew!
Wow! I really ramble! I should have just said ~ I get headaches. They're bad. I think they're from stress. I need to work on controlling them better!!
Have a great day all! I plan to lay low and keep an eye on all my babes... :)
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
It's been a while...
It's been a while since I've journaled. :( When things are craziest, I retreat, I think. I always say I'm struggling to keep my head above water. When things get crazy, I'm under water and in survival mode. Now don't be fooled. Survival mode is anything but grand! In fact, I think I do a terrible job in survival mode. I drop all the balls I'm juggling in everyday life.
So, let's rewind a few days... Sunday, I dropped my daughter off on the campus of UW - Madison. (Insert scream here!) She's at an engineering camp. (Go Jess!) I'm proud that she wanted to do this and went after it ~ filling out apps, getting teacher recommendations, and applying for scholarships. But my 13 year old baby is in Madison for a week! Alone! Aaaahhhh! I comfort myself by saying she's having a blast. She now says she's going to be a biomedical engineer when she grows up. :) Can't wait to pick her up Sat. morning!!
Sunday night my 5 year old started feeling icky. Starting at midnight, until almost 5am, he threw up every half hour. :( Major frowny face! The poor guy was so wiped out, I had to hold his head up so he could puke in a bowl before I could carry him to the bathroom. He's finally feeling better, only a few complaints from time to time. And, I think the complaints are for sympathy so he can play video games.
So Monday morning, I crawled to summer school. Good thing I only teach 3 hours a day! Besides that, it's scrapbooking. The kids who signed up want to be here. Classes are nice! :) Monday was cool and raining, so a day of movies, video games and pajamas wa perfect for the boys! Especially considering my 9 yer old was also not feeling well now. His upset stomach came out the other end and he was running a fever. Monday night he was very hot and I couldn't get it down. The poor boy was shaking under the covers. It finally broke about 11:30pm after alternating Tylenol and Advil every two hours.
Luke and Ben both laid low Tuesday. Games were rained out, again, so there was no worry about the boys were feeling well enough to play! I ended up crashing... Trying to catch up on a bit of sleep as well!
Wed the boys seemed to be better. Luke had a game Wed evening. He played third and then had a sweet hit to the fence! He ran onto the field to pitch, when the skies opened up and started to pour. After about 10 minutes, with mo end in sight, the games were called. :( The boys changed to dry, toasty pajamas and were asleep a bit later. This is when Fo admitted he's having chest pain. He's had this before. It's a sharp, piercing pain in his chest. It hurts to breathe. Causes agony to cough or sneeze. Of course, he coughed all night.
You know things are really getting crappy when Fo asks me to make an appt to see the oncologist. Fo HATES the oncologist! He avoids it all costs! But, he's been having stomach issues as well. With the chest pain back now, he is concerned and wants to get in. I think that worries me more than anything. Fo has a pretty good read on his body. If he's worried, something must be going on, and I doubt it's good. :(
Forrest spent the day Thursday throwing up. But his appointment is scheduled for Monday. No games to worry about, so we all laid low. At least it was cold and rainy out, so we don't feel bad hanging out in the house! (Will summer ever get here??) Finally things slowed down Thursday night. Hopefully Forrest is better today! We all need to be healthy to go to Madison and get Jess! :)
So, let's rewind a few days... Sunday, I dropped my daughter off on the campus of UW - Madison. (Insert scream here!) She's at an engineering camp. (Go Jess!) I'm proud that she wanted to do this and went after it ~ filling out apps, getting teacher recommendations, and applying for scholarships. But my 13 year old baby is in Madison for a week! Alone! Aaaahhhh! I comfort myself by saying she's having a blast. She now says she's going to be a biomedical engineer when she grows up. :) Can't wait to pick her up Sat. morning!!
Sunday night my 5 year old started feeling icky. Starting at midnight, until almost 5am, he threw up every half hour. :( Major frowny face! The poor guy was so wiped out, I had to hold his head up so he could puke in a bowl before I could carry him to the bathroom. He's finally feeling better, only a few complaints from time to time. And, I think the complaints are for sympathy so he can play video games.
So Monday morning, I crawled to summer school. Good thing I only teach 3 hours a day! Besides that, it's scrapbooking. The kids who signed up want to be here. Classes are nice! :) Monday was cool and raining, so a day of movies, video games and pajamas wa perfect for the boys! Especially considering my 9 yer old was also not feeling well now. His upset stomach came out the other end and he was running a fever. Monday night he was very hot and I couldn't get it down. The poor boy was shaking under the covers. It finally broke about 11:30pm after alternating Tylenol and Advil every two hours.
Luke and Ben both laid low Tuesday. Games were rained out, again, so there was no worry about the boys were feeling well enough to play! I ended up crashing... Trying to catch up on a bit of sleep as well!
Wed the boys seemed to be better. Luke had a game Wed evening. He played third and then had a sweet hit to the fence! He ran onto the field to pitch, when the skies opened up and started to pour. After about 10 minutes, with mo end in sight, the games were called. :( The boys changed to dry, toasty pajamas and were asleep a bit later. This is when Fo admitted he's having chest pain. He's had this before. It's a sharp, piercing pain in his chest. It hurts to breathe. Causes agony to cough or sneeze. Of course, he coughed all night.
You know things are really getting crappy when Fo asks me to make an appt to see the oncologist. Fo HATES the oncologist! He avoids it all costs! But, he's been having stomach issues as well. With the chest pain back now, he is concerned and wants to get in. I think that worries me more than anything. Fo has a pretty good read on his body. If he's worried, something must be going on, and I doubt it's good. :(
Forrest spent the day Thursday throwing up. But his appointment is scheduled for Monday. No games to worry about, so we all laid low. At least it was cold and rainy out, so we don't feel bad hanging out in the house! (Will summer ever get here??) Finally things slowed down Thursday night. Hopefully Forrest is better today! We all need to be healthy to go to Madison and get Jess! :)
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