It's been a long few days. Bryce starting feeling poorly late last week and by Saturday morning, Caleb's birthday and the day of his and Jeremy's annual shared birthday crawfish boil at our house, I'm taking Bryce in to our pediatrician's after hours clinic.
Turns out he has an ear infection, only his second ever and the last one was the day of his first birthday party. Did I mention Bryce still has quite gotten the whole timing thing down? Poor guy.
Not to help matters much, both Caleb and I had been feeling progressively worse since late in the week as well. But we put on a happy face and had a truly great time on Saturday. It's so nice to celebrate someone who means so much to us and does so much for us - to little or no fan fare most of the time. I just wish Bryce had been feeling up to celebrating too.
Unfortunately, Sunday meant yet another day of not feeling great for our entire household. We took it easy, blamed the pollen and went to bed early. Monday morning though it was hard to argue that I too was down right sick. I'll spare you the disgusting details and just say that when I finally gave in and drug myself to the doctor yesterday I was diagnosed with not one, but two, awful ear infections AND an upper respiratory infection. Wouldn't it be easier just to say the entire top half of my body was snot logged and miserable? Seems a more fitting description to me anyway.
It made me realize a couple of things though.
First: poor Bryce! If I feel this bad he must be feeling pretty awful himself. He's not sleeping through the night in almost a week now and thank God Caleb's been able to stick around and help, I don't know what we'd have done otherwise.
Second: I haven't been sick - like really, really sick - since I had my tonsils out about 5 years ago. Boy, I do not miss those useless bacteria-laden tissue balls in the back of my throat one stinkin' bit.
Third (and this one is never surprising for long): you so do not appreciate how awesome it is not to be sick until you are. Bummer about life, that one is.
So, as I lay me down to sleep all I ask for is a full night's rest. I hope Bryce finally gets to sleep through the night and therefore I do as well. Though since he's 4 days ahead of me on the antibiotics I'm not going to get too optimistic about my own prospects. In case, like most adults, it's been ten or more years since you've had an ear infection - they freakin' hurt!
Wish us luck!