I just wrote a long email to a friend about this, so I thought I'd post it here on my blog since it's been forever since I wrote a thing.
The past 24 hours have pretty much sucked. The youngest's cough has been getting steadily worse over the past 3 days, so we were waffling on whether to take him to urgent care yesterday or just wait till the doctor's office was open today. We opted for the 2nd choice. Saturday and Sunday nights he was up most of the night. Additionally, yesterday afternoon when I got ready to put the daughter down for her nap, I took her pants off and it looked like she had ant bites on her legs. A bit later I noticed some on her back, too. So we changed her sheets and put her in a different shirt, and put her down for the nap. By the time she woke up, she was covered with blotchy red spots. I thought they must be hives, but I've never really seen them so I wasn't totally sure. By 7 p.m. she was starting to swell in places and we were kind of freaking out, so I took her to the ER at Children's. They gave her Benadryl and said they were hives, and that she either had a virus or that there was a small possibility she was reacting to the amoxicillin she'd been taking the last week for an ear infection. The doctor said there wasn't much else he could do and that they'd probably start looking worse, like big purple bruises. He said to just watch to be sure they didn't show up on her eyeball or in her mouth--and that if they did, to bring her back in.
Well, in the middle of the night she was crying and hubby went to try and comfort her, and her face was totally swollen and her eyes were nearly swollen shut! Still none in her mouth or anything, but it was really bad--she looked like a different baby. Then about 3:30 she puked, and then seemed to calm down some, but the hives just kept getting worse. This morning we made appointments for both her and the youngest to see the pedi. The earliest they could get them in was 11:30. Around 10 we noticed that her hands and feet were turning blue and we freaked again. Called the emergency nurse at our pediatrician's office and she said to bring them in right away. When we got there, everyone was commenting on how severe the hives were, but no one seemed overly concerned about the color of her hands, so we calmed down some. Turns out that's a pretty common reaction to hives as well--the circulation in her body is going towards the hives and away from her hands/feet. Our pedi gave her a steroid and some Benadryl and then gave us a prescription for the steroid. It's supposed to help keep the swelling down, and the Benadryl will keep it from itching, but neither of them will make it go away. It does look better now, but still she looks terrible. I had to reschedule our photo appointment (for our one year photos) which was supposed to be tomorrow, heheh.
The youngest has bronchitis, so she gave him a cough medicine, an antibiotic, and he has to use a nebulizer treatment for the next couple of days. They are both still asleep right now, so that's good. I'm hoping that tonight they will actually sleep. Last night I got maybe a total of 4 hours and it wasn't contiguous so I was pretty tired. Just finished taking a nap myself, woo!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
My favorite band
Lots has been happening in my world lately.
Last week I traveled to the Washington DC area to see the Smashing Pumpkins play two concerts on their 20th anniversary tour. My good friend picked me up at the airport on Tuesday. Unfortunately, I forgot my cell phone at home which led to a very irritating series of events which delayed our meetup by about 3 hours. On top of that, the first show wasn't the best one, and included some serious drama. By the time I arrived at my cheap and not-so-fancy hotel that evening, I was beginning to wonder if I'd made a mistake taking the trip. I was tired and feeling pretty emotional about having left my still-nursing twins behind, and all the unrest of the day caught up to me.
The next morning, after NINE HOURS of uninterrupted sleep, I felt much better. We spent the morning running errands (purchasing a new cell phone and the new Smashing Pumpkins documentary). Then we managed to watch the first disc of the documentary. And that evening's show was probably the best Pumpkins show I have ever seen. We had 2nd row seats, right in front of Jeff. About 6 songs into the show, as the opening notes for my favorite song, Soma, began, this couple materialized and tried to claim our seats. The usher actually wanted me to step out into the aisle to sort things out. I told him that I'd come all the way from Texas to hear that song and that they just needed to work it out. Ha! Seriously, I would have left during any other song. My friend played damage control with the usher, and all was well. I managed to hear Soma uninterrupted, but I didn't manage not to cry during it.
The other great thing that happened on the trip was that I managed to donate all the breastmilk that I pumped to a woman who lives in the area. She had a breast reduction surgery when she was younger, so doesn't produce enough milk to nurse her baby. She has been feeding him strictly breastmilk for his entire 9 months, though, by accepting donated milk. She drove to my hotel on Thursday morning to pick up what I had pumped during my trip. I was so thrilled not to have to dump everything! Plus, it felt nice to help her with her situation--she was almost out of breastmilk in her freezer when she saw my post about donating mine.
By Thursday afternoon, I was really thankful that I'd had the opportunity to take the trip, see my friend, and see the Pumpkins play. This newest incarnation of the band is by far the strongest bunch of musicians that Billy's ever surrounded himself with, and I fully enjoyed almost every minute of the performances, barring the cover of Pink Floyd's Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun (which they played on night 1).
Now, if I can just manage to find the time to watch disc 2 of the documentary...sigh.
Last week I traveled to the Washington DC area to see the Smashing Pumpkins play two concerts on their 20th anniversary tour. My good friend picked me up at the airport on Tuesday. Unfortunately, I forgot my cell phone at home which led to a very irritating series of events which delayed our meetup by about 3 hours. On top of that, the first show wasn't the best one, and included some serious drama. By the time I arrived at my cheap and not-so-fancy hotel that evening, I was beginning to wonder if I'd made a mistake taking the trip. I was tired and feeling pretty emotional about having left my still-nursing twins behind, and all the unrest of the day caught up to me.
The next morning, after NINE HOURS of uninterrupted sleep, I felt much better. We spent the morning running errands (purchasing a new cell phone and the new Smashing Pumpkins documentary). Then we managed to watch the first disc of the documentary. And that evening's show was probably the best Pumpkins show I have ever seen. We had 2nd row seats, right in front of Jeff. About 6 songs into the show, as the opening notes for my favorite song, Soma, began, this couple materialized and tried to claim our seats. The usher actually wanted me to step out into the aisle to sort things out. I told him that I'd come all the way from Texas to hear that song and that they just needed to work it out. Ha! Seriously, I would have left during any other song. My friend played damage control with the usher, and all was well. I managed to hear Soma uninterrupted, but I didn't manage not to cry during it.
The other great thing that happened on the trip was that I managed to donate all the breastmilk that I pumped to a woman who lives in the area. She had a breast reduction surgery when she was younger, so doesn't produce enough milk to nurse her baby. She has been feeding him strictly breastmilk for his entire 9 months, though, by accepting donated milk. She drove to my hotel on Thursday morning to pick up what I had pumped during my trip. I was so thrilled not to have to dump everything! Plus, it felt nice to help her with her situation--she was almost out of breastmilk in her freezer when she saw my post about donating mine.
By Thursday afternoon, I was really thankful that I'd had the opportunity to take the trip, see my friend, and see the Pumpkins play. This newest incarnation of the band is by far the strongest bunch of musicians that Billy's ever surrounded himself with, and I fully enjoyed almost every minute of the performances, barring the cover of Pink Floyd's Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun (which they played on night 1).
Now, if I can just manage to find the time to watch disc 2 of the documentary...sigh.
Monday, November 10, 2008
nice things
Today at dinner, without being asked, the eldest got his own silverware and napkin, and then got napkins for me and his dad. He said, "Mama, I set the table!"
What a sweetie.
I'm going to miss him. And the daughter. And the youngest. And my hubby.
But I'm going to see the Smashing Pumpkins! Yay!
What a sweetie.
I'm going to miss him. And the daughter. And the youngest. And my hubby.
But I'm going to see the Smashing Pumpkins! Yay!
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
more sickness, but obama! and massage!
So today, the youngest threw up at the end of his nap. UGH. Just when I think he is getting well. It was a tough afternoon/evening. But tonight, a fellow mom of twins is here giving me and the hubby some well-deserved massage therapy. Very nice. And then I log on to check election returns and they've already called it for Obama. Yay!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
am i crazy?
I was supposed to go on a trip for my 40th birthday. With girlfriends. To, say, New Orleans or someplace. And when that started to crumble, I thought about having a girls' weekend at a nice hotel here in Austin. But I never managed to get plans off the ground for that, either.
So instead, I'm flying to Washington DC in less than 2 weeks to go see the Smashing Pumpkins on their 20th anniversary tour. It's a two-night spectacular, so I'll be attending both shows. These shows are taking place almost a year to the day that I was put on bedrest when pregnant with the twins, and had to miss the Austin show at the Backyard.
The husband is taking vacation time from work (don't worry, kids, he has 118 hours of vacation left for 2008) so that I can go.
Happy birthday to me!
So instead, I'm flying to Washington DC in less than 2 weeks to go see the Smashing Pumpkins on their 20th anniversary tour. It's a two-night spectacular, so I'll be attending both shows. These shows are taking place almost a year to the day that I was put on bedrest when pregnant with the twins, and had to miss the Austin show at the Backyard.
The husband is taking vacation time from work (don't worry, kids, he has 118 hours of vacation left for 2008) so that I can go.
Happy birthday to me!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
dealing with demons
Someone once told me that God doesn't give you more to deal with than you can handle. Ok, God, I'm done, then. The past week or so has been full of stressful situations that have brought me to my knees in prayer more times than once. The eldest has been having behavioral issues (again/still) at school and at home; bonus baby has been sick; hubby's company is in the midst of a layoff cycle, wherein his job is not in danger, but he's seen some very close friends lose their jobs, some of whom have worked for the ocmpany for close to 20 years; I've hit a few hard walls in terms of my limitations as a parent; my grandparents are ailing; we're back to being in a financial crunch; and my brother is going through a major overhaul of his life. I think that's quite enough.
My brother is at the forefront of my thoughts right now though. It's a very crucial time for him and I just hope and pray that he is able to find the strength to make the changes he so desperately wants to make. I'm hoping that with the support of my parents, he's going to overcome his issues.
My brother is at the forefront of my thoughts right now though. It's a very crucial time for him and I just hope and pray that he is able to find the strength to make the changes he so desperately wants to make. I'm hoping that with the support of my parents, he's going to overcome his issues.
Friday, October 10, 2008
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