
Where do I begin? Well, lets start out by saying that our sweet little "Jr." starting feeling sickly on Saturday and turned into "not-so-sweet" Jr.
Poor baby was not feeling good at all and there was nothing we could do to make him feel better.
I had already made him a doc appointment for Monday for a check-up and now it was a good thing since he was feeling bad.
On Sunday I woke up feeling a little "icky" to say the least. I blew it off and took some sinus medicine and kept on trucking. On Monday morning I was going downhill fast. I had body aches...and just felt really bad. Jr. was still feeling bad too, so he and I stayed home together feeling miserable! By 1:30 it was time to leave for his appointment. I still felt awful, but I really wanted to go and meet with his doc and ask some minor questions I had. Clint went with me and we drove (I drove) my car.
We got on the highway (mind you it's a good 10 min from our house to the highway) and I started feeling really bad...like sick bad....like I better pull over bad....NOW.
So I informed Clint that I felt like he should drive. I started to exit the highway when it happened...."it" meaning that I puked all over myself. Not just myself but the steering wheel, the dash, everything...covered...in....puke. It was a sight to see. All the while Clint is having a heart attack because we were still exiting off the highway. I managed to bring the car to a safe stop and turn my hazards on. I got out, took all my close off and got back in the car. Poor Jr., he was totally unaware of what just transpired. I guess that was a good thing!
So, since I was now sitting in the passenger seat totally NAKED and my puke covered clothes were in the back....Clint had to turn around and take me home. All of this, and our doc appointment for Jr. was in 15 min!
I got home and got in bed and Clint took Jr. to the doc....to discover he has a bad ear infection.
On his way home he picked Blake up from the YMCA... in the meantime, Beckie dropped Laynie off at our house and informed me that she thought Blake may have chicken pox but that she thought that it was just chiggers! So I called Clint to tell him...and when Blake got home, sure enough, it was chicken pox. So now we have to quarantine him away from Jr. (who he has now been in contact with for the past few hours since being picked up from the YMCA). Come to find out, Jr. has not been vaccinated for the chicken pox yet.
So, now we sit and wait....and watch.... for the first signs of chicken pox. I have been praying like crazy that he doesn't get them by some wonderful act of God!
We leave next week for Padre for 10 days and chicken pox have not been scheduled into our event calendar!
So that has been my week thus far! Puke, Pox, and ear infections.