This is what our last couple of weeks have consisted of...
It all started two weeks ago, when Atley had been constantly waking up, crying, running a fever. So miserable!Finally, I called the doc. The nurse said she must have an earache. I took her in. Doc said her ears are fine. Maybe she is just teething. "What?" So, the next day, Aty wakes up with really sore, inflammed gums. "Is this from teething?" Throughout the next couple of days, sores start to appear on her lips and tongue. I call the nurse Again. she says,"Bring her in"
Doc says she has Herpetic Stomatitis. "WHAT?" Which is caused by exposure to coldsores. "HMMM" Well thats interesting, since none of us have ever had one. So he gives her some meds, and sends us on our way. She is miserable for days. She is somewhat on the mend, Thankfully...
MONDAY MORNING:
Tregan wakes up complaining of a headache. I still send him to school. Because he is famous for faking sick. 1:00 rolls around, and my cellphone rings. "Mom, I'm sick, can you come and get me?" He lays in bed with a bad headache, and highfevers,for three days. When Tregan lays around, and just wants to sleep, you know he has to be sick. Sweet little daddy, sleeps on the couch with him, so I can get up with Aty.

We get a huge snowstorm, And Tregan can't go out and play, so he makes a little snowman in the house.
DAY THREE: He wakes up, and complains that his chest hurts real bad. I call the nurse. "bring him in" So... They can't figure out whats wrong. No pneumonia or meningitis. The next thing I know, the doc has Tregan laying on the table. He asks me if it is ok to manipulate him. I don't really know what he means, I say ok. So then he lifts and pulls and twists, and I hear popping. Tregan looks like he is about to cry. And so am I. I am a little nervous, thinking maybe I should tell the doc to stop. He has Tregan stand up and asks how his chest feels. "Better!" Wow! Ok, we go home. But why the fever?
THURSDAY:
Daxton wakes up complaining of a sore throat. Goes to school. Comes home, has a melt down. Gets sent to his room. Won't settle down. When I ask what is wrong, he says he has a headache and sore throat. "GREAT!" So next day, he stays home sick. He is in and out with fevers and sore throats. Hopefully we won't have to make trip #4 to the doc!
We might as well just hand over our next paycheck, to them. It really sucks not having insurance!
*Note: this is all for my own journaling purposes. to remember the fun times.(haha)
Aty, after Tregan bundled her up in all of his blankets, and gave her some of his crackers. She thought that was great!