Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Grottiness All Around

I'm not sure how much more I can take!

Over Thanksgiving I developed mastitis.  I literally stayed in bed for 18 hours.  I woke up on the floor drenched in sweat with no recollection of how I got there.  It was equivalent to the flu.

I now have what a lactation consultant believes to be thrush.  I'll spare too many details, but it involves fiery, itchy, bleeding nipples that cause cursing and screaming every time I pump. 

Jesse woke up yesterday with a stomach virus, but still went to school.  Fever, vomiting, and diarrhea must wear a man out because he was passed out before 8 p.m.

Jackson's most recent discovery is that he can use nail clippers to punch prescription pills out of those aluminum packets.  Jesse accidentally ended up gagging Jack to get the Lipitor out of his mouth.  Nothing like cleaning up vomit as part of our bedtime routine.

We are back to frequent wardrobe changes for myself and Maddie thanks to the pediatrician refusing to refill the Prevacid.  Our poor girl has returned to a never ending fountain of projectile vomit. While she appears to visibly be in pain after she eats, she is at least able to smile and still be her sweet self throughout the day.

Amelia alternates between blistering diaper rashes and clear skin.  Her nose has been chronically stopped up but she cries hysterically anytime you try to clean it.

And then there is James.  With the exception of some minor congestion, he's in perfect shape.

Prayers that the kids can stay healthy and germ free! 


  1. A doctors appointment will hopefully help most of what's going on with the kids anyway...

    1. It's scheduled for Friday! Praise God!