September 7, 2007

Camryn didn't go to school today. We went to the doctor instead....all 3 kids are sick. I thought I would check her in after our appointment, but when I told her that she said "momma, I'm sick. You can't take me to school." And she was right. She has strep throat. She got a shot, which was a pure nightmare....kicking, screaming, hitting, etc. Dylan and and Courtlyn don't have strep, not yet anyway. But though do have bad coughs and a lot of congestion. So they are both on prescription decongesants and antibiotics. And I'm still giving Camryn Tylenol and Motrin to keep her fever down. So between the three of them I'll be giving out about 16 doses of medicine per day. If I keep it all straight and don't overdose someone it will be a miracle.

We also had a hearing test done on Camryn this afternoon. I mentioned to the doctor at Camryn's 5 year checkup that she seems to not hear a lot of things I say, so we went on and had it tested. So I loaded up all three sick kids this afternoon and headed to the audiology center. Dylan fell sound asleep on the way and I couldn't wake him up. So I had to carry all 34 pounds of him in one arm while I carried Courtlyn in her car seat in the other arm (she weighs 15 pounds without the carseat being added in) and a diaper bag too. We get in the office and Dylan still won't wake up. Then Courtlyn got pissed off in her carseat and started screaming so I was trying to bend over and get her out while still holding him. By the time I got her unbuckled he woke up crying. So I had both of them crying, and wanting to be held. Camryn was saved from the situation because right that moment they called her back by herself for her test. I was so wishing I would be the one called back alone.

To top it all off I'm not coming down with something too. My head is pounding, my eyes are burning, and my ears are killing me. So before we went to the audiologist I rummaged through the medicine cabinet to find something to take. All I could find was benadryl so I took 2. Not a good decision. By the time we were leaving the appointment I could barely hold my eyes open. So we somehow made it home and all I could manage to do was get the baby out of her carseat and take her to the bed with me. I collapsed and slept for two hours. Of course when I woke up the house was destroyed. Camryn and Dylan had pulled out just about everything possible. They even brought in bags full of toys that were in the garage. And there were candy wrappers everywhere. I quickly made them a sandwich, dispensed medicine, gave them a bath, and put them to bed. Now I get to stay up and clean up their mess.

oh, and Camryn's official diagnosis from the audiologist? She's five years old....apparently 5 year olds have selective hearing, and mine has chosen to not listen to her mother. Her hearing is fine.