Enough!!!!!

Have you ever had one of those days, when you just want to scream ENOUGH!? Sadly, I seem to be having them all too often these days. But today really is it. But it is amazing that through some of the worst days, you really truly see the best of some.

Today, our littlest boy Tyler woke up with a pretty nasty cough. I knew he had to be feeling pretty rotten, because he requested NOT to go to swimming lessons, because he was sick. To say that he loves swimming lessons would be a huge understatement, so for him to give this up should have raised my awareness. But it didn't (big sarcastic shocker!). So after swimming lessons the older kids asked if we could go over to the Elementary School for the free summer lunch program. It was the first nice day that they have had this summer, and they wanted to all ride bikes and play at the school. I agreed, thinking that Tyler's cough was the extent of his illness.

Once at the school, Ty refused lunch. He wouldn't even look at the food, and just as I'm trying to get the kids out of the building to go home, he threw up on me. Not a lot, but ENOUGH.

So, I set him on the grass for a minute while I try to gather the kids from the playground and clean myself up a bit. Slightly frustrated with myself. I should have listened to him. It was my own fault.

The day was full of chaos, and some concern. Alex had gone on a scout camp-out last night, and I still hadn't heard from him. I didn't know where exactly they had gone to camp, but I knew that the general direction they had said they were going to, must have been cold and wet last night. (I am still trying to get used to this scout camp stuff.) So needless to say, I was a little bit worried about him.

Tyler had begun running a fever and as he curled up next to me on my bed, I noticed that he was making a GREAT effort to breath. I tried to make him comfortable, and got him some medicine to help lower his fever and hopefully slow his breathing. He threw it up a few minutes later.

He then started to cry, that his belly hurt. And cry he did. For at least 2 hours. (Ya, I know, I should have called the Dr. by now, but I had my sisters kids, and I kept thinking I would wait it out and see what happened. My kids are notorious for being on deaths door. Then when I finally take them to the Dr. they are miraculously fine. It drives me crazy.) But when Angie came to pick up her kids, she told me that she thought I should probably take him in. So, then I suddenly felt very anxious and called immediately.

I took him in at 6pm. We finished at 10pm. After 3 breathing treatments, chest xrays, 2 doses of Steroids (because he threw the first one up while getting xrays), a strep test, a flu test, and an IV, we finally started for home. The rapid test's came back negative, but they are treating him as if he has the swine flu because he has all the symptoms, and from what the Dr. said, a lot of the rapid tests aren't showing it. So, I stopped at Walgreens at 10pm to pick up the prescriptions that had been called in an hour earlier, only to find out that they in fact had not been filled, and I waited another 45 minutes to get them (I hate walgreens!)

But back at home, the older boys had been trying to get me to agree to let them go to friends houses for night games, and I kept putting them off and telling them they had to wait until I got home to make any decisions. I know they were disappointed that they didn't get to go play, but when Ty got home, they had made him some little posters, with lightning Mcqueen on them that said they were so sorry that he was sick. They took care of him, got him a pillow and blanket to set him on the couch. They put on his favorite movie and made sure that he drank his 1oz of pedialite. They were sooooo sweet.
Then after the other boys were asleep, I went to check on them, only to find Chase in bed with Eric, so that he wouldn't have to sleep in his room alone.

I tell you, this has been a terrible day. Exhausting and emotionally draining. And as much as those boys of mine drive me crazy sometimes. They also prove that they can be the kindest boys I've ever met.

Ty and I get to go back to the Dr tomorrow. Hopefully he is doing better. I got the impression that if he isn't they will admit him to the hospital. (fingers crossed that he is improving)