The never ending case of strep & a singing snail.

Today was BabyGirl's 6th day on Omnicef for her strep throat. She's still running a fever. I called the NP this morning & she phoned in a new script for us. BabyGirl is now on Zithromax & I'm hoping it kicks this mess by tomorrow night.

The OT was at school Friday to see BabyGirl. BabyGirl was home sick. The OT will be back this Friday. We only have one day left to get rid of this fever. I thought we were in the clear today, but at bed time the poor kid was back at 101. I decided to forgo her night time dose of Motrin in the hopes that the fever will either kill the strep or break in the night. The school has sent home notices asking parents to keep kids home until they've been fever free for 24 hours. So she'll be home again tomorrow making it the 5th day in a row.

I popped in to ask about her home work on Monday. Mrs.G said there wasn't any from Friday or Monday. Friday is their test day & they spent last week in Acheivement testing (she also missed Tuesday of last week, so that's 2 days of Acheivement tests to make up for). Monday was the 100th day of school, so it was spent doing *special* things. Today I picked up the work from yesterday & today...then we spent 4 hours doing her make-up work. 4 hours! She's in first grade! But then I guess doing what it normally takes 2 full days to do in 4 hours isn't bad.

I'm really getting antsy about her seeing the OT. It's only an informal evaluation and that makes me a tad irritated too. I want to get the ball rolling. I want to jump into this thing head first. I want answers & treatments...and I want it all now.

When I was a little girl we had a record with a song on it sung by a snail:
Have patience,
Have patience,
Don't be in such a hurry.
When you get impatient,
You'll only start to worry.
Remeber, remember that God is patient too,
And think of all the times when others have to wait on you.

I feel like I'm singing it at double the speed it was written for. I need to settle down & do like the song says.

Sick & Tired

It's a sad state of affairs when you're relieved that your child doesn't feel great. This is the first time in 2 weeks we haven't had some kind of bed time drama. While I do love that I'm getting to spend some much needed time with BabyGirl in the evening, it is a tad difficult sometimes.

Post bedtime is my chance to decompress. I do the last of my chores, shower, pick up the house, read, eat, watch something other than Spongebob, talk to Art without interruption, & enjoy the peace. Most nights I also have to wrangle B.B. back into bed and feed & settle Bitsy in for the evening. When BabyGirl gets dramatic & I have to lay with her, it can make the rest of that next to impossible.

Last night was a night when I needed that down time. Badly. Instead I had a fight with BabyGirl, a fight with B.B., no shower, and a crying Bitsy to take care of. It was not pleasant. I wasn't feeling well (still not feeling great), and had no patience to spare.

Today, #1 Son came home from school & said BabyGirl didn't want to play at recess because she was "sick." When she came home I asked her about it. She said she just didn't feel very good. By bedtime she was dragging a bit...it was bad enough that she not only put on her night gown and went to bed at 7:30 without a fight, but she wanted her blanket on. This is the girl who never wants to wear clothes of any kind & flat refuses to cover up with anything heavier than a sheet no matter how cold it is (19 at the moment).

Guess I should take a cue from her & hit the sack. I just hope she feels better tomorrow. She's already missed one day this week due to a bad cold...and I think tomorrow is when the OT is going to be at her school.