Sunday, November 17, 2013

Well, it has been a week.

Times are rough around the Lashley house these days. Times. Are. Rough.
The kids and I woke up sick Tuesday. Because Andy and five kids in Mia's class had strep recently, I got meds called in for the three of us and went on my merry little way.

This is Bode hanging his head over a pot of boiling water so he could breathe. 
This is the picture of desperation.
And then Mia just got sicker. And I started to entertain the idea that my killer mom instincts may have been wrong this time. So on Friday I drug this little thing to the doctor to find out that it's actually the flu. Ooops, my bad.

And before you ask, OF COURSE WE GOT THE FLU SHOT!
Just the word "flu" sends me spiraling into this crazy panic mode. I start racing up and down the aisles of Walgreens, heart pounding (mostly out of my desperation to get in a full breath), shopping cart speeding, arms just sweeping things into my cart with reckless abandon. 
I'm a mother who got it wrong, whose instincts failed, who feels kinda stupid. It's a bad combination. As punishment I got to pay $200 for three Tamiflu prescriptions. It was too late for tamiflu to do Mia any good, perhaps that's my silver lining - the sickest one saved me $75.
It's like war-times over here - we're waving the white flag, ready to negotiate a deal, making promises we aren't sure we can keep, sacrificing our dignity just to survive.

In ten days we are leaving for Disney World. One way or another.


Tessa said...

I hope by the time you read this Mia is better and nobody else got sick! I can't help but chuckle at the canvas behind Bode - "It's going to be a great day!" Irony at its best. :)

Wa Wa Waughs said...

That stinks! Don't take all the blame...what about Dad instincts? HA. Glad you've got 10 days to recupe!

The McDowells said...

Sounds like a long week. We may see you at Disney depending on how long you are staying. We leave in 16 days.