sick sick sick

Hubby has had a terrible hacking cough for about a month now. I've told him several times to go to the dr but he wouldn't. finally I got him to go on Friday. Sure enough, he's got an upper respiratory infection. They prescribed him amoxicillin and a very strong cough syrup; although they didn't have the cough syrup when we got to the pharmacy. Sometime last weekend, I started a dry cough and a sore/scratchy throat. But I never felt bad - mainly just a cough. Justin's had a cough and a little runny nose for a while. So, my intentions were to get Justin and I to the dr yesterday now that Travis had gone.

But, Sunday, hubby had an episode. We had spent the night at my parent's house, but didn't get a lot of sleep that night. On the way home, I drove while Travis slept. We were about 30 mins from home when he woke up and was rubbing his neck. Then he took a swallow of his drink. Then he started coughing. He was coughing pretty hard and I thought I might need to pull over b/c he might get sick. Well then it sounded different. I looked over and his eyes were rolling back and his head and hand started jerking. I thought he was having a seizure!! I start crying and asking him if he's ok and he's not responding to me. The whole thing lasted like 10-15 secs. Next thing I know, he sits up and starts asking me what's wrong? He's freaking out thinking something was wrong with me or that we had got in an accident. He had no idea what had just happened. He thought he had fell back asleep!!! It took me about 5 mins to calm down enough to return to driving.

After that, I made him go back to the dr yesterday. The dr said he had had a vasovagal attack, which is just a simple faint. He coughed so much and had so much pressure on his chest that his blood pressure dropped and cut off blood supply to the brain. His brain literally shut down and restarted. She said that it does happen very quickly and it looks exactly like a seizure. She told him to pull over if he started coughing while he was driving in case it happens again. He now has bronchitis and she prescribed him an inhaler.

She also re-sent the cough syrup prescription to the pharmacy and told us it would be the most expensive medicine. So last night we went to the pharmacy to pick it up. I was baffled when she told me the total for my 6 items was $176. It turns out his cough syrup was $150!! I just paid it and we went on about our business. When we got home, we realized that we didn't even get the cough syrup!!!! They had made notes on the bag about the price and wanted to ask us if we wanted to pay that much for it. So, back I go to the pharmacy. When I got there, I asked if they had his insurance on file for him. They did not! So I was able to get his medicine, and get the difference in the cash price and the copay refunded - $116! She also saw that we paid full price for his amoxicillin on Friday night and refunded that money as well!

So now that hubby is all squared away (hopefully), I got to get Justin and I squared away. I took Justin to the dr yesterday afternoon and he does have an upper respiratory infection. My dr appt is 8:15 this morning and I bet I have the same thing. I just hope we can get most of this yucky stuff cleared up before Christmas!!

I help daddy...

So let me preface this story by saying that my child loves tomatoes. I don't know where he got it from, but he could eat an entire meal of nothing but tomatoes.

Tuesday night, hubby was making a sandwich with lettuce and tomato on it. The boy sees this and tells daddy that he also would like a sandwich. So, hubby puts a piece of ham on a piece of bread, folds it over, puts it on a plate, and gives it to him. The boy folds back the piece of bread, looks at me and says "Mommy, where's my tomatoes?" with the tone of "Oh my heavens there are no tomatoes on my sandwich!! the world is coming to an end!!". So hubby and I start rolling with laughter. It was just so funny the way he said it. So hubby takes the plate back to go put some tomatoes on it. As he walks back into the kitchen, my child looks up at me and says, "Mommy, I go help daddy." Now what my 2 year old child is implying that he has to go help his father make a sandwich because obviously he doesn't know what he is doing and my 2 year old is the only one who can help! lol!!! By this point, I think we were almost in tears we were laughing so hard.

Christmas

So we got the Christmas tree this weekend and set it up Sat night. The boy of course wanted to help. So, I hooked all the ornaments, gave them to him, and he gave the "ormanents" to daddy to hang on the tree. He enjoyed that so much. But then, on Sunday morning when he woke up and came into the living room, he said "What's that?" I said, "That's the Christmas tree." "Oh. we put up?" he said. Then I said "yes, we put it up last night, remember?". Then he responded by saying "Yaaaay!!" and clapping. It was too funny!! We also have this huge snow globe that when you push the button, it plays music and starts blowing "snow" all around in it (it's non-breakable) that he just loves to play with.

Unfortunately, we won't be able to do too much for Christmas this year. I've got him a small tool bench with toy tolls and Travis has gotten him a race car track with additional cars. I want to get him a twin size bed since we'll need the crib back in a few months. If I can get that stuff for Justin, I doubt Travis and I will worry too much about getting each other much of anything. Well, Travis will want to, but we won't be able to. Not that I don't want to either. I'm aching for a new digital camera or a Wii or a new computer. But yeah, that's a bit out of our range this year. Oh well, we'll get something.

baby...

Last week I went in for my usual monthly prenatal appt. This was the week we were going to hear the heartbeat. Well, the midwife tried and tried but to no avail. She just couldn't find that sucker. It was still ok tho; it was a few days before the 12 week mark - which is when they typically hear the heartbeat. It was a few days early with Justin as well, but we were able to hear it at 11.5 weeks with him. So, they had me come back in this week and if they still didn't hear it, then they'd do an ultrasound. Well sure enough, after trying for about 10 mins the midwife couldn't hear it again. So, off we go to ultrasound. They kept asking me, "are you sure you're as far along as you think you are?" I'm pretty sure. I found out at exactly 4 weeks and hadn't had anything since then to make me think differently.

So, off to the ultrasound room. Soon as the tech puts that wand on my belly there is our little jumping bean. The tech said "Well, no wonder they had a hard time finding the heartbeat. This one's in here doing summer-saults. (sp?) The baby was just a jumping and moving around. But there is in fact a baby in there, and it measured at just the gestational age that I said I was. The heartbeat was 167. Going by the old wives' tale, that would mean it's a girl. Hubby thinks it's a girl b/c it was being so stubborn! Who knows?!? next appt is in January and we'll do the regular ultrasound and hopefully find out the sex.

Oh, and on my little check out sheet, there's a little box at the top that says "Diagnosis:" After the ultrasound, the dr put in mine "Pregnant"! lol!!