I don't have any pictures to document my day and I know that I don't have many people that read this, but I am writing this down for my own reasons. Yesterday was just one of those days. Friday night George had a cough and his chest was crackly. He was running fever and I knew that I was going to probably going to have to take him to the doctor on a Saturday.
When George woke on on Saturday he was still running a fever. He didn't feel good and didn't even ask for breakfast. That is not like him at all. He usually wants to eat as soon as he gets up. I had to wait until 9 to call the doctor's office, so we snuggled on the couch and watched TV. It was a nice time for me. I always love getting to hold George and love on him
Weezie woke up at about 8:30. As soon as I opened her door I knew I was in for a bad sight when I turned on the lights. Weezie has had a cough for a few weeks and I think that the cough cause her to throw up in her bed. So, I have sick George and sick Louise. Louise has thrown all of her blankets out of her bed (I didn't blame her for that at all), and she has throw up in her hair. I told her she had to go straight to the bathtub for a bath to get cleaned up. She kept saying she had, "throw ups" in her hair.
By now I need to call the doctor to make sure I get George in and maybe Weezie. They only wanted to see George. They thought Weezie was just sick from her cough. The nurse asked me to come right in. I told her I couldn't because I still had to get Weezie cleaned up and George was still in his jammies. We did make it to see Dr. Catherine to find out that George has bronchitis. It is only the second time in almost six years that he has had to take an antibiotic! Not too bad!
It was just one of those two hour periods of momhood when you look back and think did that all really happen in that short of a time?
Ok, I don't feel like proofreading, and I don't have to! Ha!
