The Flu

Keep clear from the Hayes House. We are contaminated with the flu.
When we got up Monday morning, I took Brookelynn's temperature and the thermometer was normal...Yay! She was happy that she was going to get to go to school and have her Valentines Day party. I was happy that she was feeling better. I joined her class at 1:45 for the party and stayed till time for Brooke to come home. She seemed to back to her regular self, even playing on the playground.
At 1:33am Tuesday morning, I sat up in the bed and  began sneezing, sniffling, and could not stop for the rest of the night. I got up and took Zyrtec, but it didn't help. I sat up in the bed for a half hour just trying to get the sneezing and stuffiness to stop. The rest of the night was miserable, not to mention, Brookelynn had a nightmare at 2:30 and got in the bed with us. There was no rest for any of us after that point. When we got up to get ready for school, I took a dose of my nasal spray to try to settle my sinus' down, but it didn't work either. I came to the realization that I must be sick. I went ahead and dropped the kids off at school and tried to ignore my symptoms, right up until my phone rang at 9:45. It was the school nurse. Brookelynn was in her office sick again.
At this point, I decided Brooke and I would both see the doctor. I went to the clinic and had to convince the the nurse practitioner that what I had was not allergies (trust me, I know allergies. Zyrtec takes care of those). I wound up leaving the clinic with a steroid shot in my left hip and two prescriptions.
At Brookelynn's pediatrician, the nurse swabbed her nose till it bled. I know it hurt Brookelynn so bad to have it done, but it was necessary. Fifteen minutes later, the pediatrician came in and told us that Brooke has "Type A Flu". He said she did not need to return to school for the rest of the week.  Oops, we already contaminated the class on Monday.
It's now 3pm on Wednesday and Brookelynn has not even got out of the bed yet...not even to eat. She feels horrible.

Sickly Sunday

Although the weather has been sunny and sixty, we have spent the entire weekend indoors, with the exception of our quick venture to the theatre to see Justin Bieber's "Never Say Never". Brookelynn refused to miss it.
Her temperature keeps inching its way back to 102 degrees every time the Motrin wears off. I even splurged on a new thermometer today that reads the temperature from just a swipe across the forehead. It's a lot faster than waiting for the one under the arm to beep.
She seems to alternate from the couch to the bed. Three days is just too long to keep a fever. Tomorrow morning, I plan to get her to the pediatrician. She's not to happy with the idea since it's Valentine's Day and she wants to attend her class party, but I can't let her continue to feel so bad.

Beiber Fever Sets In...Literally

Brookelynn came home from school yesterday complaining with a headache and went straight to bed. I grabbed the thermometer to assess the situation. 101.2 was the final reading, so that's when the Motrin, Tylenol, and Robitussin began. Just our luck to get sick the day before the movie that she has been waiting on for months.

 I decided to just order pizza for dinner last night, so I called Pizza Hut and ordered two of the new "double dipper" pizza's, thinkin' that just one would not be enough. When the delivery guy showed up, I knew that I had made a mistake. These pizza's are huge! We ate pizza for dinner last night and will probably be eating pizza all weekend.

Since we are housebound for the most of the weekend with Brookelynn being sick, I decided to catch up on this week laundry. As I dumped clothes out of the hamper into the washer, I heard a thump. I pulled the clothes back out of the washer and found that somehow a bottle of baby oil had been knocked into the laundry bag. Luckily the lid was still on. Thank goodness I found it before I ran the washer. That could have ruined the entire load.

While I was inside the house ordering dinner, medicating Brookelynn and doing laundry, guess what Stroker was doing ?!?...waxing my car. I told him not to, but he insisted that it was over due. Thank you Jesus for blessing me with such a wonderful husband.

Back to Normal

I had a slight computer mishap a few days ago, but that has been cleared up. I can now catch you up on the "Hayes House Happenings". 

The good news is that my nasal and chest congestion are gone...

Monday night, Brookelynn and I assembled a storage cabinet while Stoker and Devin went to watch a basketball game at TTU.

I meant to cook dinner at home more this week, but have not followed through with the idea very well. So far, Tuesday night was the only night I cooked at home. Nothing extravagant, just spaghetti;however, it was nice to sit around the table at home with family. Brookelynn was excited, so she sat the table and we lit a candle.

I got a new cable modem for the computer this week. I'm soaring through the Internet now :)

Stroker developed an addiction to McDonald's coffee last week. McDonald's has a promotion going on for a free cup of coffee everyday till Valentine's Day.
Stroker has already admitted that he has a problem, which is the first step to recovery. He has spent the last two days in detox to try to kick the coffee habit.

We ordered Justin Bieber "Never Say Never" tickets last night from Fandango for this Saturday at 4pm.

 Today, I took mom to another doctor appointment. The doctor seems to think mom just has a bit of acid reflux, so she wrote her a prescription.

My plan was to cook at home again tonight, but I got lazy at the last minute and decided Chili's sounded better.

Superbowl Sunday

Although I didn't make it to the doctor, I think I might be getting a little better. The congestion in my head is almost gone. I still have a cough and lots of chest congestion though. Hopefully after a couple more days I will be  back to 100%. Tonight, we decided to ditch the Superbowl party and hang out at the house. It has been quite peaceful. No yelling, no jumping up and down and best of all, no overcrowding.

Looking forward to a good half time show with the BEP's. That Fergie sure has come a long way since the Mickey Mouse Club.

Last night, we met up with about 20 family members at Logan's Roadhouse for dinner to celebrate my mother in laws birthday. I'm sure that I contaminated the back dining area with my bronchitis germs. I can't seem to contain my cough.

AaaahhhhhChhhooooo !

I started out with a sore throat Monday night. By Tuesday, I had sinus congestion with sneezing, sniffling and snoring all night long, which left me with a cranky husband Wednesday morning. I couldn't help it though, I just could not breathe. 
Wednesday brought on the chest congestion and cough. By Thursday I was just a mess and  everyone was asking when I planned to see a doctor. This morning I woke up with my left ear and jaw aching from all the congestion in my head. I think I might actually go to the clinic and see if they can give me something to wipe all this crud out.
During this week of head and chest congestion, we have ate a home cooked meal (shock - I know). We relaxed and caught up on some sleep. Got a few estimates on getting a doorway cut out in our bedroom and attended a college ballgame where I got to sit and chat with my friend Maleigha for about three and a half hours. After the ball game, Devin and I went to try out the new yogurt shop "32 degrees" and it was really good.
As for the weather report: it went sour on Tuesday and we are expecting light snow again tonight; however, the ground hog did not see his shadow Tuesday morning, so Spring should arrive soon.