On the Mend, I Think

Hello!! Yes, I'm still alive, just fried!! D.K. seems to be on the mend. He hasn't had a fever since last night and his coughing has pretty much stopped. He says his throat hurts a little and he's still hoarse, but at least he's not hackin' up a lung. Bee hasn't had a fever since last night, but she's still coughing... some of it for the simple drama of it all. She's still a little hoarse. BTW did you know that it's really irritating to have an almost four year old with a hoarse voice when she thinks it sounds cool to talk with her hoarse voice. She was doing things like saying her abc's just so she could hear her weird sounding voice. Yep, she's officially strange, but then again she's my child so she doesn't stand much chance of being completely normal.

That leaves Prophet. I thought his fever was gone as he hadn't had one since last night even without motrin or tylenol. Then around 7:30, he curled up in a semicomatose ball wrapped in a blanket in one of the living room chairs and started hacking up his innards and gagging. I felt him and knew he was running a temp again, although he didn't feel as warm as before. It was 100.4, so it's not as high as before, but still there. His first basketball game is tomorrow morning. He's not going. Even if his temp does come down, all he'd do is cough as he runs around, so he's skipping his first game. I feel so bad for him. Grannie and Pa were even gonna come over and go to his game. The kids didn't want me to call and tell them he wasn't gonna play and just let them show up to spend the morning here at the house. I called anyway. They're still coming to see us and have lunch before they go home.

I have to say, the flexibility of my job at the church has been great this week while everyone's been sick. I can stay home with them all during the morning and early afternoon and then Smart Guy comes home and stays with them while I go to the church and clean for a few hours. It's really worked out pretty well.

Normally I work while the boys are in school during the day, so there's always other people in the building. At one point late this afternoon, I realized that I was alone in that huge building. I think I've mentioned before what a huge chicken-little I am... Yah, I got a little freaked out and convinced myself that if anyone came in and tried to get me that the Windex in my hand would be a great weapon if sprayed into someone's eyes. I know, I'm crazy, but in my defense I never claimed otherwise.

Growing up I attended two churches. One until I was in fifth grade and the other (where I met Inkling, Farmwife, Silver Belle, and Queen Mother) from then until I got married. Both of those buildings were broken into and robbed. The one that I went to after fifth grade actually wasn't broken into. If I remember correctly, (Queen Mother or Silver Belle can correct me if my kid memory is wrong) they believe that the person was in the building when everything was locked up for the day. The office area was always locked up separately from the rest of the building, but whoever broke-in went up thru the ceiling tiles to get in and take stuff. Creepy huh!!

When we lived in Winchester, KY I was the last one to leave the building on the Sunday afternoon before V.B.S. started the next day. I was directing that year and had a bunch of us up there decorating for the week. The office area in that building had a hallway that led to all the offices and it had a door that was always shut and locked when no one was there. I turned off the light to walk down the hallway, past the office hallway door, to go out to the parking lot and noticed that the office door was open, but not all the way. It was never left in this particular position as you couldn't get into the hallway unless it was pushed all the way open up against the hallway wall. I remember thinking it seemed odd and started to reach into the hallway to grab the door and shut it, but I got spooked and started running for the door just to get out of the empty building. The next morning when the administrative assistant got there to open up the building, all the offices in the hallway had been broken into with force. Whoever did it pried all the doors open and stole the petty cash, witch wasn't much. I always believed that whoever it was that did it was probably standing behind that half-open door already, having come in while the doors were unlocked, because there was no evidence of anyone breaking into the building. The thought that if I had stepped inside the hallway to grab that door and close it I might have spotted that person still haunts me to this day and that was five years ago.

So, anyway, my point is that I have reason to be somewhat skittish in a huge empty building all by myself. I'm not totally crazy.

I haven't said much about it, but I love the job. It's working out great for us. Bee has a toybox in her daddy's office now full of stuff just for when she's at the church with me. She likes to follow me around with her baby in her doll stroller. Sometimes she colors. Sometimes she uses a rag and "cleans" the walls in the room I'm working in. Sometimes she curls up in the chair in Smart Guy's office to watch a DVD on the portable player and falls asleep. And like I said, this week it's worked great. Of course Smart Guy's job is also flexible so that has helped this week too.

Bee has the MRI on her eyes next Wednesday. They have to knock her out so she won't move, which means an IV. That's not fun. She hates it and usually ends up climbing the walls for a few seconds while they put it in and then tells me about it 30 times before they put her to sleep. She can't have anything to eat when she wakes up that morning until after the test, which is always fun. At least she's a little older now and I can talk to her. When she was a baby, she just knew she was hungry and wanted to eat. Please pray that all goes smooth and that the tumors have either stayed the same size, shrunk, or even disappeared altogether. If they've grown, we'll have to start discussing what our options are for her in the future and I really don't wanna have to do that.

The temp outside was a little warmer today. I actually didn't even notice that the heat was still set at 62 until 7:00 this evening. We spent most of our day upstairs and it doesn't get as cool up here and the sun was shining in the kitchen keeping it warm during the day. But after the sun went down, it got cold down there.

Ruby emailed me pictures of Miss HDYST yesterday. She's gorgeous and looks like her daddy. I have to get out the baby pictures of Missy Moo Moo (trust me when I say I've got almost as many of her as I have of my own children), because Ruby says she looks like her as a baby. I need a reminder. I have a mental image of Missy Moo Moo as a three month old or so, but not newborn.

Well everyone, I've got to get to bed a little earlier than the last few nights. I hope I can fall asleep earlier tonight than the last few nights. Good night!! I love you all!!