You may have noticed it's been a bit quiet around here. Not for a lack of anything to say, because if you know me at all, I'm rarely at a loss for words.
But I'm seriously trying to recover from one of the most craptastic weeks I've had in awhile.
If you read my other blog, then you know on Monday that I had a not-so-fun experience of my car breaking down in the middle of a busy road. Over $500 later, she's as good as 10 years old again.
Then I started feeling sick. But I was keeping my chin up because my Mom was coming to visit on Wednesday. On Thursday, she started feeling bad (although she didn't 'fess up until Saturday morning). I should have known something was wrong on Thursday because she was asking me for Advil or Tylenol. My mom NEVER takes anything. In fact, just for her to admit that she's not feeling well must mean she's close to dying.
I started getting a little worried because it was presenting like the flu; chills (so bad that she couldn't hold the cup of tea I made for her), headache, body aches and her fever started on Saturday (she'd been having the other symptoms since Thursday). I finally told her at 10:00 on Saturday night that she needed to go to the ER.
So away we went and two hours later (plus a shot of toradol in the bum, some hydrocodone and Ibuprofen), we had a dx of a bladder infection. I've never seen someone so happy to have a bladder infection in my life! She was so afraid she had the flu and had passed it onto Elise.
And speaking of Elise, we are having the craziest highs ever. With some lows thrown in every once in awhile to keep us on our toes. She's been waking up in the mornings with a BG in the mid to upper 300s, mostly because we've been having to give her extra carbs around 9:30 the night before to combat lows. Also, she's teething. I think it's her molars. Which could also be contributing to the highs.
And Fred? Well, poor Fred has been having to deal with three cranky females.
Here's to a much better week... starting NOW!
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