What's ahead?

Lovely photo from Wai-O-Tapu with me (in the back), my Mom (on the left) and her friend Liz (on the right). That was a fun morning. WOT is a good value for the money. Lots of cool and smelly thermal things to see and easy walking.

Thought I would start this blog with a happy picture. This week has been rough! Bubba and Mommy are still sick. Daddy is not much better.

Poor Bubba has been really sick since Wed. (Ha! Watching a Pukeko tear up Mrs. Kravitz' garden out my window behind the computer...sorry, back to the story.) He has had vomiting and diarrhea since then. Night before last he vomited several times and was lying in it, with it all stuck to his hair, before we got the bed changed. Before bed last night we gave him a preventative anti-nausea tablet. That helped, we think. But he woke-up soaked in diarrhea and shivering cold this morning. Even after we got him cleaned up and changed into warm dry clothes it took him about an hour to warm up. His lips were blue. Gave him some Tylenol and his emergency puffer and he seemed to perk up. Now we are having another cuddle.

Makes me wish I had my hyper, jumping, running, yelling boy back! I hate to see him sick and he just seems to be sick so much.

DH is leaving for school tonight. We are expected to get really bad storms starting tonight and getting worse tomorrow. Gale force winds and it looks like the worst of the storm will linger right over where we are. Yay. We have needed rain, we were on water restrictions, but I'm about ready to say enough already. Since DH's class starts at 9 am tomorrow morning, 2.5 hours away from here, we decided he should go down this afternoon (before dark) and spend the night. The cost $99, but worth every penny. The roads here can be dangerous on a good day--only two lanes, over mountains, around mountains, and the people drive way too fast.

So, I will have 2.5 days with no car and a sick baby. I guess if it gets bad enough we can call an ambulance. I wonder if they have a limit on ambulance rides per person, per month. Bubba already had one this month (the blood pressure pill incident). DH's parents are still planning to come on Tuesday afternoon even though we might still be dealing with tummy bug. They are staying with our cousin. But at least I will have access to a car on Tuesday-Thursday (when DH gets back). And after this block course DH won't be going away again for a long time.

Trying to work out vacation in July to a big rugby game, down to his parents house, and then maybe a day at the snow. That would be awesome! We need about $1,000. We'll see. Then in August we are going to a big conference on healing in Auckland. And in November we have our denominations annual gathering. DH will be officially licensed as a pastor then. That is awesome! Right now he is a probationary pastor or whatever they call it here.

Okay...back to reality. In the next 5 hours I have to wash and pack for DH, grocery shop, and clean house all with a sick bubby attached to me. At least I had a shower today and I didn't have any emergency trips to the bathroom last night or any barfing babies. All-in-all, a good day, so far.

Frustrated

Going to the doctor was a huge waste of time! He did NOTHING for DH. Suggested he take medical leave for a week. PL-EEE--ZE! No light therapy, no Prozac--he's supposed to take a week off to rest when he just had a week off, a week ago, and he has school next week.

When did it become unacceptable to give someone a prescription because sometimes they just need to get on with living their life? Oh yea, when we moved to the land of socialized medicine. Crime in Italy--it makes me so mad!

I went too to have my chest checked. Did he do it? NO! He gave me Flonase for my sinuses, but never listened to my chest. Bubba got cream for his butt, which now (in the last 6 hours) has bleeding sores on it again. Cupcake is fine. No explanation at all for why she coughs all night long and all morning. We're supposed to put the dehumidifier in their room at night.

We stopped at the store and got DH some St. John's Wart and B complex. I truly hope that helps until we can get some time off again or some sunshine. I also told him he has to call and make an appointment for counseling. You would have too if you could have seen the look on his face when he told me his birth mother interjected herself into his life again last week by calling up his parents for a visit. Seriously! He says it doesn't bother him, but the look on his face when he said it told it all. He's now at the library doing study for school. His first project is only due tomorrow.

Oh, did I mention that when I got dressed this morning there was dog poop in my bra. Yup. Guess when I discovered it? Yup, after I put it on. I almost murdered the puppy. Instead we bought a steam cleaner on the way home. I have got to get that dog potty trained and the carpets cleaned. It won't help DH's depression or Bubba's bottom or Cupcake's cough, but it will make me feel a lot better!