At the end of last week Russ had arelapse. He was no longer on the mend but getting much, much worse. My gut told me he had pneumonia. I called the doctor and said, "he has pneumonia, needs stronger medication, I'm coming in."
Conor came home from work to take over with the girls. They too were increasingly sick, and not their usual selves. We prepared for our annual hospitalization of Russell, but hoped for the best.
The minute we got to the doctor the little man perked up. He was adorable in the waiting room and the receptionist and I joked that he was faking for some one on one mommy time. Unfortunately his lungs told a different story. My mommy instinct was spot on and the little man has
Bacterial Pneumonia in his left lung.
The doctor was wonderful and let me take him home, along with SEVERAL new and stronger medications. I promised I would bring him back on Monday to evaluate his progress. As long as he's was getting better he could stay home with "his girls." THANK GOD!
I brought the little guy home and he was greeted with loves and hugs from his sisters. We filled him with antibiotics, oral steroids, Tylenol, inhaled steroids and bronchial dilators. We knew we would be in for a long night of breathing treatments and cuddling... we just didn't know exactly HOW LONG!
Around midnight Libby and Ally both spiked fevers and started hacking/coughing and wheezing. We filled them with Tylenol gave them breathing treatments. By morning they were in just as bad of shape as Russell. A few hours after that, Molly followed. I called the doctor the moment the office opened and they called in the same prescriptions for the girls. Bacterial pneumonia was all around.
I don't remember the last time Conor and I were this worn out! We haven't slept since Thursday!! WOOHOOOOO!!! Yep, I think we are officially delirious! I can't be sure what the rest of this post says! LOL!
I have to say though, Conor and I have made a great team the last couple of days. We still have our sense of humor intact and tag team the ongoing regime of duties just like when the kiddos were infants. It nice to know we have each other when the going gets tough... and that we've still got it!
In fact, just this morning, while brewing some very strong coffee, I started laughing, literally out loud. Not long ago, our life was more like this...
1. Pulling an all nighter was not only easy.. but kinda cool.
2. Weekends were for sleeping in.
3. 6 am was too early to do anything let alone start the day.
4. Coffee was an occasional treat, not a necessity.
5. Snot was wiped with a Kleenex, not my bare hand and smeared on my pants.
The truth is I wouldn't trade our life for anything. Not in a million years.. not even when all for kids are screaming and sick and tired. BUT, I do think it funny when you realize JUST HOW MUCH PARENTHOOD CHANGES YOU. ;)
Well, as I reflect back on the last couple of days I'm proud to say all 6 of us survived. However, the kiddos are not quite on the mend. Not yet at least. We head back to the doctor in the morning and I'm hoping for good news all around. Please GOD, keep us outta the hospital!
Here's to a better week all around!
Ahh Little Libs!!!
Sweet Sick Ally
Sleeping Russell Man
Sick (and STILL SMILING) Molly
Russ and Daddy
"Nothing like a warm blanket just outta the dryer to make you smile!
Thanks mom!"
-Libs
"Okay mom, no more pictures with boogers hanging outta my nose please!"
-Ally
Molly and Libs
All our love from GERM CENTRAL!
XOXO
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Russ
Our favorite trio!
Libs
Raise your hand if you're sure!
Russ and his pal Casey
7 toddlers and more rocks than they could EVER throw!
Poor Makena (front) so tired she couldn't keep her eyes open!
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