Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Sick

Ug. Last night when I turned the furnace on my throat got super dried out. Didn't really HURT, it just felt really dry. Well, during the night it got sore, and this morning I have probably the worst sore throat I've had since before I got my tonsils out (at age 25).

My poor baby had shots yesterday...they had so many needles! After I got home I felt like the worst mother on the planet for not telling them to only do 2 and we'd come back for the rest...yet Jacob hates shots so much...it's so physically draining because we have to literally hold him down. Which is EXACTLY what a mother wants to do to their child...hold them down while they freakin' scream. The only other time I felt worse was when Jacob was in the NICU, on a vent, and was trying to cry and there was no sound coming out. I wanted to just die. It was horrible.

And the nurse was a b!tch. Sorry, but she was. Some people should just NOT be allowed around children. Or other PEOPLE for that matter. She would have made a much better vet tech. Ah, I know...morgue attendant. Perfect job for this woman. I don't even know her name, but she was very unpleasant.

Contrast to while we were checking out, a lovely young nurse was talking to Jacob and she asked him if he had gotten his stickers (no, so she gave him like 5), she gave him a ball, and carried him because his legs hurt...I can't for the life of me remember her name...maybe Heather? Anywho...she was amazing...so whoever you are...THANK YOU!

OH! And then, the receptionist/biller lady at the front (Amy) asked if he could have a cupcake! She's so sweet...I have to get blood drawn a lot, and she's the best....she fills everything out and stuff, but also treats you like a human being, not a form.

THEN we took Jacob to Pamida and got him toys. Yeah, no guilt here. The kid is going to want shots ALL the time now!

Anyway. If you could PLEASE pray that my throat does not get serious, or even any worse for that matter....I was JUST starting to feel a little better, had a few really good days....and here we go again. This diesease sucks.

5 comments:

bluewhitelife said...

Aw, I hadn't heard from you in awhile so I was worried you'd come down with something. Gross. Sore throats are terrible. AND SO DRAINING!

As for Jacob, I'm the same way...except I pass out. So I mean, screaming and running away is less embarrassing than that! I'm 25, I should really get over that. I'm kinda wondering if they'll drug me next time they want to take blood. But that's probably not a legitimate excuse (if only they KNEW! Well, they find out, but it's always after the needle...gross).

Spring M Fricks said...

I hate sore throats. Praying for you. I also hate it when the kids get shots. breaks my heart. When they were little, I made Daddy go with them cause I just couldn't do it.

Patty Ann said...

Oh, I have had to go with my daughters for my grand-children's shots because they couldn't handle it either. Get someone to go with you and help!! It isn't too bad when you are not alone. Also, for your throat, use a humidifier if you can. The reason your throat gets sore when you turn on the heater is usually because it dries out the air. Having a humidifier on in each room (or at least in the living room and the bedroom) can really help during the winter. We do that and it cuts down on the number of times the girls get sick. Also, suck on some zinc tablets. They will sooth the dry throat and there is nothing in them that should hurt you (unless you are allergic). I hope you are feeling better. It is hard to be sick, especially when it is something like your throat and you feel obligated to pretend to be fine. I will keep you in my prayers too!

Donna Perugini said...

Ugh, I remember those horrible times they had to give my children shots.

Even the dog getting his nails clipped was horrible. It took four people to hold him down...I had to walk out of the room!

Praying for your health!

Donna Perugini said...

Ugh, I remember those horrible times they had to give my children shots.

Even the dog getting his nails clipped was horrible. It took four people to hold him down...I had to walk out of the room!

Praying for your health!