I know I've been away but, let me tell you, I have had one hell of a Christmas vacation. It started the week my kids got out of school. Here's how it went:
My son got sick. Sore throat, cold, sneezing...the whole bit. The my daughter started puking. The The Hubs was sniffling and sneezing. Did I mention this was two days before Christmas?
Thank God I stayed healthy, because I was able to better care for everyone else. Son felt better for a few days, and then got worse again. I broke down and took him to the doctor's fearing an ear infection. No ear infection but he tested positive for Strep throat on Christmas Eve.
The Hubs got better. The daughter got better. The son started taking antibiotics and was feeling better. We had a nice Christmas Day.
Then, on Monday night, I forgot to give my son his second dose of Omoxicillin. We went to bed. When he woke up on Tuesday morning, he was covered from head-to-toe in the worst hives I have ever seen. Turns out, he is severely allergic to Omoxicillin, but unfortunately, his body didn't react until we were five days into the medication. I am so thankful that I forgot that dose the night before, because it could have been much worse, methinks.
The poor kid has been totally miserable and scratchy for the past two days, and I have been teetering on insanity, trying to stay strong to show him it's going to be OK, but going psycho wife on The Hubs (screaming, crying, slobbering mess....yea). I've struggled with trying to be supermom, while watching my poor boy struggle with this reaction....it's been difficult.
The hives, thank God, have finally started to subside this afternoon, and I feel like I can breathe again. And it's New Year's Eve tomorrow night? Yea, screw that holiday. I'm going to bed early! Maybe next year.
I just had to share my week. I swear this has been one of the toughest weeks I've endured as a mother, dealing with this allergic reaction and all the feelings that have come with it. And to be honest, I feel extremely lucky that this is ALL I've ever had to deal with, when so many other mothers out there must endure much more.
So I'm counting my blessings that I have two (almost) healthy children, a loving and faithful husband, and a relatively sane mind to carry into the New Year. I wish you the best in your 2011 adventures! More soon when my house has fully recovered.
Oh, and just to show you how bad the hives were, here are a few shots I took of my boy yesterday. Try not to cry (or throw up).