This week has been a doozy.
First, C and I got sick with bad head colds. Then PB got sick late at night with a fever and runny nose and lots of drool. He kept me up most of the night.
Around 6:30 AM I hear a horrible scream and lots and lots (did I mention LOTS) of gagging sounds. I get up and find Boo Bear in the bathroom with blood spurting from her nose and retching over the toilet. I am thinking "What the H**". Apparently she felt sick and went to vomit in the toilet and the toilet seat and lid came crashing down BAM right on the bridge of her poor nose! OUCH!!! I was really afraid. I thought her nose was broken.
I called my Mom and Dad. My Dad told me to gently feel the sides of her nose and see if it moves. *Ugh* I am VERY squeamish about nose things for some reason (and any vomit). Luckily, Beanie was still home and said she could do it. I thought I might faint or barf or both maybe. Beanie was disgusted and said "it moved not like a normal nose" and Boo said " I heard a clicking sound in my head". Oh man! It's broken.
I tried to call C but it happened to be a freak day where he left his pager at home. For whatever reason, when something terrible happens to one of your kids you only want to talk to their Daddy. (at least I do).
I called Deewah and D (at 6:30 something). I woke them up of course. Dee answered and said "Whats wrong?!?" in a froggy voice. I explained what happened and D said since the bleeding stopped I could probably wait til C came home to take Boo Bear to the DR's office or hospital. Whew!
My parents came over after they dropped my brother off at school. Boo Bear was so brave and tough. She was sitting calmly with the ice pack on her nose without any pain meds yet ( I gave her children's Motrin as soon as I knew I could). I was really proud of her. My Mom took over as soon as she got here and took care of us all. My Dad checked Boo's nose and said he didn't think it was broken but she cracked it good.
C got sent home from work for being sick. By 10:30 Am, he was home with soup. He said her nose wasn't broken but she wouldn't be able to go to her last soccer game just in case she got hit and really got it broken. Bummer.
Boo Bear scored her first goal ever last game and she scored twice!! Woo Hoo! Anyway, back to my story...
The next day Boo Bear was able to go to school with a humpy, cut nose and still not quite feeling 100%.
C got sent home again from work. They heard him coughing up a lung in the bathroom and sent him right home.
PB kept me up most of the night again with a high fever. He only wants Mama when he is sick.
I had an appointment to get Bubba's pictures taken in the early afternoon. Luckily, PB was feeling better by then. I, however was exhausted. PB was good at the studio but Bubba was a stinker! He didn't like the photographer so it was hard to get him to even look at the camera let alone smile at it! In the end she did get a few nice pics but it took a lot on my end. The photographer was lazy. I had to do all of the "wrangling".
Today was better. PB is acting a little more back to normal and he slept more last night. Thank Goodness!
I guess I have rambled enough....time to make dinner.
First, C and I got sick with bad head colds. Then PB got sick late at night with a fever and runny nose and lots of drool. He kept me up most of the night.
Around 6:30 AM I hear a horrible scream and lots and lots (did I mention LOTS) of gagging sounds. I get up and find Boo Bear in the bathroom with blood spurting from her nose and retching over the toilet. I am thinking "What the H**". Apparently she felt sick and went to vomit in the toilet and the toilet seat and lid came crashing down BAM right on the bridge of her poor nose! OUCH!!! I was really afraid. I thought her nose was broken.
I called my Mom and Dad. My Dad told me to gently feel the sides of her nose and see if it moves. *Ugh* I am VERY squeamish about nose things for some reason (and any vomit). Luckily, Beanie was still home and said she could do it. I thought I might faint or barf or both maybe. Beanie was disgusted and said "it moved not like a normal nose" and Boo said " I heard a clicking sound in my head". Oh man! It's broken.
I tried to call C but it happened to be a freak day where he left his pager at home. For whatever reason, when something terrible happens to one of your kids you only want to talk to their Daddy. (at least I do).
I called Deewah and D (at 6:30 something). I woke them up of course. Dee answered and said "Whats wrong?!?" in a froggy voice. I explained what happened and D said since the bleeding stopped I could probably wait til C came home to take Boo Bear to the DR's office or hospital. Whew!
My parents came over after they dropped my brother off at school. Boo Bear was so brave and tough. She was sitting calmly with the ice pack on her nose without any pain meds yet ( I gave her children's Motrin as soon as I knew I could). I was really proud of her. My Mom took over as soon as she got here and took care of us all. My Dad checked Boo's nose and said he didn't think it was broken but she cracked it good.
C got sent home from work for being sick. By 10:30 Am, he was home with soup. He said her nose wasn't broken but she wouldn't be able to go to her last soccer game just in case she got hit and really got it broken. Bummer.
Boo Bear scored her first goal ever last game and she scored twice!! Woo Hoo! Anyway, back to my story...
The next day Boo Bear was able to go to school with a humpy, cut nose and still not quite feeling 100%.
C got sent home again from work. They heard him coughing up a lung in the bathroom and sent him right home.
PB kept me up most of the night again with a high fever. He only wants Mama when he is sick.
I had an appointment to get Bubba's pictures taken in the early afternoon. Luckily, PB was feeling better by then. I, however was exhausted. PB was good at the studio but Bubba was a stinker! He didn't like the photographer so it was hard to get him to even look at the camera let alone smile at it! In the end she did get a few nice pics but it took a lot on my end. The photographer was lazy. I had to do all of the "wrangling".
Today was better. PB is acting a little more back to normal and he slept more last night. Thank Goodness!
I guess I have rambled enough....time to make dinner.
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I know, what a WEEK! I'm glad it's turning around.
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