I’d like to think our plague is over… but I don’t want to get too optimistic lest it sneak back up on me. First, it was Ben, starting Monday night, then Tuesday, Lily and Cameron got it, about 7 pm last night, it was my turn, and about midnight, Todd became the new mayor of Puketown. The babies have been mostly better today, just a little tired and whiny, but me and Todd were pretty much a mess all day today. I have officially come out of it (mostly because I had no choice) but let’s just say that one of us seems to be hit a little harder than the rest by this plague. All I could think of last night, was I can’t believe the babies went thought this, I hope they didn’t feel as bad as we did. It was horrible. Tomorrow I will be conducting a major scrubdown of the entire house to rid us of the germ infestation.
Yesterday morning, we noticed Ben’s lips looked a little bluish. Not super blue.. just a little off-color. He was starting to feel better, but the blue lips really made me nervous, so I made an appointment with the pediatrician just to be safe. Of course, by the time we got to the doctor’s office, he was acting like there was never anything wrong, his lips looked normal, and I must be a looney paranoid mom. The doctor listened to his heart and lungs, said they sounded fine, but just to be safe, wanted him to see a cardiologist and have an ekg and echocardiogram. I hadn’t even gotten home yet, before I got a call from the office scheduling the appointment for today. A few months ago, when they wanted Cameron to get an EKG they didn’t call me back for 3 weeks, so this made me nervous, like it was an urgent thing to get done. Last night, when I was in the midst of getting sick, I realized how bad the chills were that went along with bug, so I started thinking he was probably just cold! But we went to the appointment today, to rule out any problems with the heart, and everything turned out fine. He reminded me of the movie ET, when the scientists were doing tests on him, with all the little sticky wires all over him… He was funny, he had a spoon he was holding the whole time, and he kept trying to pry the sensors off with his spoon. But anyway, the cardiologist said everything looked totally fine and normal. He was probably just cold and a little dehydrated from being sick. Phew!!!