What's going on?

Here I sit with my busted ankle watching cartoons with the twins, wondering when the last time was that I blogged. It seems like so long ago because of all the things that have gone on in the past week.

Monday morning I took my son into see the doctor because he woke up with his eye swelling up looking like Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame.
Except it's the other eye...and it was almost completely closed. I took him to his doctor and she kept going back and forth about wanting to admit him to the hospital it was so bad. She decided against admitting him only because the twins had an appointment with her the next morning, so she could observe him then. She gave him a strong antibiotic and sent us home with strict instructions to come back if he got worse.

Fast forward a few hours.

After dinner, Micah went to go play in his room and came out with his leg swollen up looking like his knee came out of socket. Rush to the emergency room only to find out that he had a couple of bug bites that didn't go well with the antibiotic. Benedryl and sleep. I wondered if he had gotten bit by something in his sleep near his eye, but in the morning, the eye swelled up bigger, and the bug bites were practically gone.

We went to the doctor on Tuesday for the twins, and they are fine...well the doctor kept saying how smart they are, pretty much because my barely two-year-olds can hold a full conversation with you. Still, she took one look at Micah and said I need to check him in and get a shot, and maybe admit him...again. Well, she didn't admit him, but told me to bring him back the next day.

Wednesday, Micah has a horrible headache when he wakes up, but his eye looks a little better. We go see his doctor again, and she says that he still needs another shot. Now, if you are a parent, you know that it's difficult for kids to get shots. Take that difficulty and multiply it by 10. It literally takes 4 people to give Micah shots, especially when he had one the day before. I have made the mistake in the past to play down the shot, but that wasn't happening again. The shot on Tuesday took 4 people (one at the head, two at the legs, one to give the shot), and I took the upper body so that I could tell him what was going to happen. We started with just me and the nurse, but quickly added help. Never underestimate the leg muscles of a bouncer. I told him that he was going to get shots and that it was going to hurt. I firmly believe in telling kids the truth, and when I told him in the past that it would only hurt a little, his tantrums lasted for a couple of days. So I told him it would hurt, but it was medicine to make his eye better so he could see again. He didn't like it, but at least he didn't hold my words against me forever.

Wednesday was worse because he knew how much it hurt, plus he already had a headache. It took 4 people again, but they were prepared. He didn't cooperate, but he didn't tantrum afterward.

I also had an appointment for myself that morning because of my ankle. I got a lovely shot to ease the pain that I had, and some better meds for all the time. I don't have to be either loopy or in pain now. I also don't have to have crutches. I have a walking boot cast thing. It comes off so I can shower, but it works like a cast. It's nice. I don't have to hobble around on crutches not being able to take my kids places by myself because I can't hold onto them.

This afternoon I have a meeting here at the house about Micah, so I should probably be cleaning, but I wouldn't be getting much of that done right now either because I keep having to answer the phone all the time.

What else happened? Micah looked good enough to go to school on Thursday, but he had a headache so did really bad. He was supposed ot be mainstreaming last week but we put it off to this week because of all the missed school. By Friday Micah felt better and did fine at school. This morning I got him to school and found out that there was a sub on his first day of mainstreaming. That's really not good. He really doesn't like this sub. I kinda understand, I don't like her either.

Becca has picture day today. She was very excited. She wanted her hair done like a cheerleader (pigtails), but I decided to do it different because her hair doesn't stay well in pigtails unless I use hairspray, and I just didn't want to do that. I put it up in her next favorite way, and she was fine.

Hmm...what else? AWANA started yesterday. I was running around all afternoon getting things ready. Unfortuanately, our order didn't come in before the beginning of club, so we didn't have all the materials. Still, our directors did what they could, and I was really impressed. Our AWANA staff is awesome. I give so much credit to them for being flexible under some bad circumstances.

What else happened? I went to a...interesting...bridal shower on Saturday for my cousin. Becca is going to be her flower girl. I wish I took her with me, at least I would have had something to do. It was...I don't want to say boring, but I can't think of another word. I knew the family there, but that was about it. The food was good, but I had heartburn later and my mom didn't feel real good. Still, I love my cousin, and went gladly to her shower. I even missed a baby shower for one of the girls who used to be in my sunday school class for her shower. That was kinda a bummer with those being on the same day and time, but I had to go to my family thing.

Well, that's my busy life lately. I did all that hopping around on one foot (well, I had the boot thing, but it sounds impressive to say I was hopping around).

Here's 1 John 4:13-18.

"We know that we live in him and he in us, because he has given us of his Spirit. And we have seen and testify that the Father has sent his Son to be the Savior of the world. If anyone acknowledges that Jesus is the Son of God, God lives in him and he in God. And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him. In this way, love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment, because in this world we are like him. There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love."