"Serenity now!" Have you seen that episode of Seinfeld? Please tell me you have.
I found myself saying "serenity now" (along with a few other things..oops!) more times on Monday than I have in a long time. Here is a quick layout of our day.
Mack woke up on Monday morning with a stomach virus...the one that Max had come down with on Friday night. This is bad enough on it's own, but there was more to follow. You see, I was scheduled for a procedure at 11 (not to get too personal, but I was having an HTA). I loaded up on all my meds and left the house...leaving Mack at home with three children! The procedure went pretty well. Not too painful, but would certainly have me out of commission for the remainder of the day. When all was done, my sister-in-law brought me home. As I entered my home, everything went down hill. Fast! I was already feeling nauseous when I heard Mack tell me that A and C had started throwing up as well. I had been home, in my bed, for all of 30 minutes when the stomach virus hit me. The most important thing of my procedure was to make sure that I stayed on top of the pain medicine. My doctor explained that if I didn't, "I would feel as if I was in the worst labor of my life and will be begging to head to the emergency room." You can see how this quickly became a problem. When it was time to take my medicine, I was throwing up like crazy! Unfortunately, I was unable to keep the medicine down. Let me just say this...I delivered one of my three children without an epidural. I vowed to NEVER experience that kind of pain again! Well, as luck would have it, I did. For about 5 hours...plus the joys of a stomach virus...and without the incentive of holding a precious newborn.
I can't tell you how glad I am that we don't have to relive that day. Whew!