Where We've Been

Whew, this week has been crazy to say the least. I won't attempt to catch y'all up on everything, but here's a brief rundown.

On Wednesday, Avery and I had to stay home from BSF because she had started running a fever on Tuesday afternoon. I didn't want to be the mom who got everybody else's kids sick. Plus, I felt pretty craptastic myself. We also ended up staying home from Lifegroup that night because I wanted her to sleep the whole night in her own bed (as opposed to going to sleep at my parents' and us picking her up on the way home). We figured a little sleep would go a long way and she'd be better in no time. She was on an antibiotic for an ear infection, after all.

Well Thursday morning she was acting like she felt tons better, but I noticed some spots on her arms and legs when I got her out of bed. I thought they were insect bites and immediately started inspecting her bed, but no little critters turned up. I kept her home from Mother's Day Out just in case, but we did run up to the church for  an hour so I could get things ready for Sunday (since I was missing my normal workday by keeping her at home). On out way out the door, I asked Adrienne (the super helpful Tuesday/Thursday church volunteer) what she thought of Avery's spots, and she thought they looked like chickenpox.

Great.

Only, Avery had gotten the chickenpox vaccine about 10 days prior. So I called the doctor's office and when the nurse called me back, she thought the spots sounded like a "normal reaction" the the vaccine that shows up on about a third of kids a week or two after getting the shot.

As the afternoon wore on, however, those spots had spread all over her little body and looked like hives instead of insect bites. I took my little cheetah girl across the street to my super-nurse neighbor Whitney, who was like, um, that's not a reaction to a shot; she's allergic to something.

I gave Avery some Benadryl that night and decided to call the doctor in the morning. But when Friday morning rolled around, Avery's poor face had ballooned into a swollen red mess. Poor thing! I got her into the doctor so they could actually look at her without just trying to diagnose it over the phone, and it turns out that she is severely allergic to her antibiotic (which, ironically enough, she didn't break out until her last dose).

To top it all off, my little monkey fell in the office and busted her chin. At which point I promptly lost it and we both left the office in tears.

Then I found out that her babysitter for Saturday (I had a ministry team workshop and Matt had all-region all day long) backed out on us at the last minute, and I had no other options because I had lined that up two weeks in advance.

So while my sweet neighbor Brooke watched Avery so I could run to Costco (by that point, I just couldn't handle taking a sick baby with me), I called my friend Kendra who was completely willing to come with her husband Carlos and spend the day with Avery while we fulfilled our commitments.  As long as they could come watch the Ranger game with us at my parents' that night. Yes, please! I'm so thankful for good friends!

And then we all know how that first ALCS game went. Up 5-0, 8th inning meldown, 6-5 loss. No need to relive it.

The rest of the weekend was pretty much a blur of non-relaxation, and now we start over.

I'm still wrestling with all God has been teaching me, Avery's still not 100%, Matt's schedule this week is out of control, our house needs to be cleaned more than you know, and we came to the incredibly difficult conclusion this weekend that we need to find a new home for one of our dogs. Sigh.

But surprisingly, I'm okay. And I'm not grading research papers this week. :)