I called Gabe’s mom this morning on our way home from Urgent Care (third trip) and left a message. “We still feel miserable, but we’re not contagious. Is there any way you could come help us?”
Found out that this bug we have lasts 10-14 days. This has been the worst week of our lives. I’m praying the 2nd week of it is mild. Last night might have been the worst night of my life. Hacking up unbearably nasty things out of my chest, no sleep, coughing babies. God gave me just enough grace for each moment and not an ounce more.
I almost passed out at urgent care. Then I almost passed out when Gabe got in the van at Kroger and showed me the prescription bill. $173. No, really, it didn’t even phase me. I’d pay anything to get better at this point.
Janelle came around 4:00 and just left. She cleaned and bleached and vacuumed and dusted my house from top to bottom, did all my dishes and laundry, gave the girls baths and put them to bed, and even found time to watch old home movies with us. I owe her my very life. I cannot tell you what a boost it was for me. I have hit rock bottom several times this week, and now I feel like I can somehow make it through to the end. Thank you, Janelle. And just having someone in our house besides the five of us was wonderful. A real, live person from the outside world. Sigh.
My own mama has been stricken with the same stuff we have. Please pray she gets better soon too! Love you, Mama. (I know you’re probably not even reading blogs right now.)
Dear sweet Kimberly and dear sweet Kevin brought us homemade mac-n-cheese last night, along with presents for the b-day girl (and her sisters), and the most gorgeous cake/cupcakes EVER. I was so bummed that we had nothing for Neenie’s birthday–not a present, not a candle, nothing. The little girl felt awful, but it was so special. Thank you, Kimmy! I love you!
And thank you Jim and Carrie for the meal on Thursday and Holly for the beautiful Get Well basket. We are so blessed.
Nina’s nose is running like a faucet, bad cough, her whole face is getting chapped and she keeps falling asleep at random places on the floor. Ava is mostly better–just a bit of a cough. Livi has been like a walking zombie for the past two days, pale as a ghost and sleeping all the time. Gabe feels somewhat better but still has that nasty cough. I feel soooo much better than even this morning but still so weak and sick-feeling, and I’m pleading with God for a good night tonight. Oh, God, please.
I feel so far behind on life. And I feel like God must have taken me through this for a very good reason. I have NO idea how I’ve made it so far. I so admire the people who tough it through much, much, much worse circumstances.
Sara, if you’re reading this, I still plan on making it to the MOPS extravaganza Thurs. and Fri. Praying for quick healing. If something crazy happens, I’ll let you know. And Jess, did I ever finalize the dates I need to borrow Anna’s trundle bed? This Thursday night. I’d e-mail you, but this blog has about done me in.
Love you all. THANK YOU for praying and caring!