Happy (groan) Monday, friends!
This weekend was part jam-packed and part miserable.
Saturday was Harper’s birthday party. We had invited our families to come over for cake and ice cream. I decorated the house on her actual birthday and thankfully left everything up. Scott worked until 1 while I cleaned the house and got things ready. Chloe had been saying that her ear was hurting some the past couple of days, but nothing terrible. By Saturday, her ear was really tender. As soon as Scott got home, I took her to urgent care to make sure it wasn’t an ear infection. Thankfully it’s just swimmer’s ear. I got home and family started arriving.
I didn’t get a single picture because my hands were full of baby nephew! My younger sister came down to see my mom, and was able to be here for the party with her whole family. My older sister had a house full of teenage girls for my niece’s party and was unable to come. Don’t worry. She filled a card full of confetti for Harper’s birthday, so we still have some remnants of that. She was here in spirit. 😉 I think that Harper had a blast with her cousins and sisters.
By the time everyone left, I was completely sucked of all energy.
I’ve been sick for over a month, and by last week I was struggling to breathe. My allergies turned respiratory infection. The PA said “Usually people come in after one day, not one month!” Thursday I was put on an antibiotic and strong cough medicine, but it wasn’t helping my lung/chest pain and shallow breathing. I couldn’t get through more than a few words without taking a breath. I am so thankful for my husband and his willingness to tell me to go lay down while he cleaned up, got dinner, and got the girls ready for bed.
Sunday morning, I once again went to urgent care. My lungs were hurting, I was really struggling to breathe, and I was coughing more than before. I wanted to make sure I didn’t have pneumonia. My lungs still sound bad, so I was given a strong breathing treatment that made me shake so bad. The nurse had me walk the halls with her while wearing a pulse ox monitor. My oxygen saturation dropped while walking, so she said she MAY transfer me to the ER to check for a blood clot in my lung if the chest x-ray was clear. (cue mini heart attack) My x-ray was clear, so she had me walk with her once again. This time, my oxygen stayed up, so she said a clot wasn’t very likely. I am on a strong dose of prednisone and have to use an inhalor 3 times a day plus finishing the antibiotic and taking cough meds when needed.
I went back home and crawled right back in bed because I was already exhausted. But, I had a date to keep. Early last month, maybe even in May, my niece called me and asked if I wanted to go see a production of High School Musical with her in July. If you don’t know, I’m a ridiculous HSM fan. It came out my senior year of high school. I did show choir. It was just the best. I got out of bed long enough to go to the show with her. There was no way I was missing that.
She had a slumber party the night before, and looks more tired than her “old” aunt. haha! It was a really good show, and we laughed and talked about her starting junior high soon. I can’t believe that she is so grown up now. She is seriously an incredible young woman, and I love spending time with her.
I spent the rest of the day in bed, and thankfully am feeling slightly better this morning. My mom is having back surgery on Wednesday, and I HAVE to get better fast so that I can help her any way that she needs. Please pray that I kick this and regain strength and energy fast. Pray that my mom’s surgery goes well and FINALLY removes her pain. She’s been suffering for a LONG time and is ready to get back to living.
There is so much happening this week. Ready, set, go!