My day started at 4 am roughly when Caleb cried out for Dean. He had spilled his cup in his bed some and wanted a towel. Dean said that he thought Caleb might be fevered, that he felt hot. I stayed awake some listening to see if Caleb was back asleep then I heard him crying and tossing and turning. He had a headache he claimed and was burning up. I took him temp, it was 103! got him a cool rag for his head and some cold meds w/ tylenol. In an hour his temp was 102 but he kept complaining of a headache. Dean eventually went to lay in bed w/ Caleb to help him feel better.
I couldnt sleep because I was so stressed, I was worried about my sick little boy and about how I’d been feeling myself. I stayed awake, crying and praying that we’d all get some rest and wake up to a better day. Bo woke up and thought it was fun that Dean was in their room and thought it was time to play. This ended when Dean and Caleb moved into our room and once Bo got over the devestation that he’d been left alone he finally fell asleep. I finally got up when Bo did around 8ish and had to make some calls to make sure my friend was still up for keeping Bo today while i went to the ob so Dean could stay home and rest w/ Caleb, did I mention Dean is feeling sick too?! So I got dinner started in the slow cooker for us, got Bo and myself some breakfast and headed out to my friends and then the ob. I noticed first thing that the heat in the van wasnt working and it’s freaking cold today. I forgot about it during my appt, since I was more concerned about the bleeding I’ve been having and wanting to talk to the dr about it. she in turn dismisses it and says if it keeps up to call or they’ll check on Thursday when I am there. Baby seems fine on the stress test and no contractions picked up again. I lost a lb since my appt on Thursday. With the losing and gaining back and forth I’m at the same weight I was in December, that’s not so bad, 12 lbs gained total for this pregnancy.
So back to the cold van to pick up Bo, I call home to check on the sick boys, both still in bed, Caleb hasnt been up all morning and was refusing to take meds for his still high fever. So I was trying to get home quickly since I had been able to get meds in him earlier and was hopeful I could again. Retreived Bo from playgroup w/ my friend, he was sad to have to part with new friends and toys. As I get onto 95 the check gages light in the van comes on, so I do. The van is overheating. I already knew something was up since I had no heat when the heat worked yesterday. I pulled over and called Dean, an emotional mess I was in tears at the thought of needing to put more money into this van, we just paid it off last week.
Talked to our mechanic, who said to not drive the van. So as I sat in the cold in the van, Bo slept while I tried to figure out what to do and got dean to get the van towed to the shop we go to. My friend who had just had Bo while I was at the dr came to get me and bring me home, I had the keys to both cars so Dean couldnt come get me. I hadnt eaten since breakfast, and need to eat every 2-3 hours due to taking insulin and was feeling the effects of no food. we called for Chinese, which I picked up after stopping to get Dean’s work shirts from the dry cleaner, popsicles for Caleb at the grocery store and dropping of prescriptions at the pharmacy. I didnt actually eat til 1:30 p.m., so way too many hours between my 8 am breakfast, and my head was killing me as I drove around picking up all that stuff. I checked my sugar before eating it was almost too low! So now I am sitting here getting ready to balance the check book and figure out if we have the money to fix the van, which will probably mean no getaway weekend or refinished bathroom as we hoped to do w/ what we saved from our tax refund. We havent heard yet what’s wrong w/ the van but I’m not hopeful. It’s been a crappy day and while the dr wasnt concerned, the more bleeding i have the more worried I get. I’m still waiting to speak w/ my endo today about the plan for seeing a dietician since my current diet isnt working. Just one more appt to add to the mix, and I’m so stressed about so much right now and today has not helped in the least. Dean said I should be used to this kind of stuff happening to us, but he has no clue how stressful it is for me to have to deal w/ all of my health stuff on top of all the normal stuff then add into it all this other crap on top of being 5 weeks away from having major surgery to remove this child that’s growing inside of me…….I really cant take anymore today. Really…..
