So, 10 days down....but who's counting?

I made the realization that we were only 10 days in when an intern that rode with me at work tonight asked how long Brent had been gone. Has it really only been 10 days? And here I thought I had been a trooper about the whole thing, lol. As much as I hated to hear Brent not-quite-motivated today, it made me feel better to know I'm not the only one having a rough time with this. Over the weekend was my really hard time & Brent got me through it via email. I'm sure the fever and the vicodin did not help the matters either.The doctor seems to think that stress is wrecking my immune system, making me susceptible to every bug that comes around. And you'd think I was a freshman in high school, living on candy bars and pizza if you saw my complexion.

Just when I thought we may be out of the woods with the illness thing Randi & Alaina both were diagnosed with strep throat. I'm wondering how long before Dade & I come down with that. For those who don't know who I'm talking about, or who the cute superheroes with Dade are, Randi & Alaina are my 4 & 3 year old nieces. My sister, Jane, and the girls moved in with me to help with Dade on 3rd shift. Jane is a single mom & is starting ISU in the fall in accounting. She's working on her CPA. She's been working steadily as ICC and will be taking summer classes there, as well. Deer Creek is actually a pretty good location for her commute-wise & the girls will be in the Dee-Mack school district with Dade. I honestly don't know what I would do without Jane at the house! She's been wonderful and her moral support is more than I could ask for. I've got a great sisiter! One good thing about the strep-the Dr told Alaina all her "Nukies" (pacifiers) had gotten sick as well, so they all had to be thrown away. Which wasn't all a lie, since the strep virus is on them, but it seems to be working.

My granny is back in the hospital again. She had severe vomiting spells for 3 days and could not keep any food down. The doctor had been concerned that her kidneys were shutting down, but luckily, tonight they found out that they are functioning normally again. The family began somewhat of a panic with the shutdown comment, but if we can figure out how to keep that from starting, it won't be much of a problem. The thing is, this is another illness in a looooong string of illnesses that has the doctors completely puzzled. She goes again to Iowa City on Thursday to see a liver specialist and hopefully get to the bottom of the cirrhosis issue. Or just end up with more questions, which is more than likely the case. Her "unknown causes" medical condition goes back more than a decade now. I'm ready to call in the famous tv Dr House on her case.

Again, I know there are people reading this who have no idea what I'm talking about. I will post an entry on her history at some point. And, while you may not finish reading all about her, the thing that I have found about this blogging thing is that it really helps me to vent. Although, you all should be thanking your stars that most of my soapbox talks are reserved for Brent in an email. When we first began talking, before we even met, we fell in love listening to each other as we each climbed on our own personal soap boxes.

A cute little story about Dade, especially after being so down on myself this weekend. Sometimes all you really need is to listen to the wisdom of a child to make the world seem right. I made a comment about "Mommy's fat bottom" to him, not thinking much of it. Dade got all serious and said that it is not nice to call someone fat. I explained that I was just talking about myself. He told me that it's still not nice to talk to yourself like that. I guess I do deserve better. :)