Word cannot express

exactly how shatty I felt last night. Allergies alone are painful add on cramps from my quarterly peroid (I was advised do to cramping pains to only have it 4 times a year) and whatever the feck was going on with my muscles. It was one of those night you run a fever and your teeth are chattering from the pain type of nights.

It started out like all of my nerves were tingling, everywhere. Clothing was un-comfy but necessary, any time something rubbed against my skin it ached/burned. Than the fun part came about 2:30am, I woke with pain worse than 5 days in labor with no pain killers. All the muscles in my back and legs were constricted while my arms had virtually no strength. I took a muscle relaxer and after 20mins passed out fell asleep only to be awaken an hour later by it getting worse. By this point Corey was annoyed and told me to take a heavier pain killer. Umm, nope took something and didn't want to risk an interaction, you know like death! By morning I felt like I had been on a week long bender. My sinuses drained, ears still full and back with a dull ache. WTF happened last night. What ever it was I hope it never happens again. I usually don't let pain bring me to tears, but last night was likely one of the worst pains I ever felt. I have to like it to my muscles telling my bones to feck off and try to escape. I know in the morning first thing after dropping off Logan I am hitting the gym and stretching out on " the rack" or the stretching machine, and again when I am done for good measure.


On another medical subject, I am sure Kristi will be interested to know: The federal employees are to log whom and whom in their family has had the swine flu. We are on that list according to the Met in Charge at the office because of the sickness Corey had over Logan's birthday. Subsequently, Logan got sick too, and lastly I yacked once and was so exhausted I couldn't function for about a day and a 1/2. So my question is why are federal employees being logged. Not like we would go to get the swine flu vaccination but really, it's none of their business. I understand the whole CDC thing, but I would like to be checked for antibodies at least before being added to some Big Brother list. KWIM?

Quick update on Logan

Not sure what got him ill. Saturday, I was fearful it was going to be another trip to the ER for GI issues. Nothing came of it, after the mylanta and gas drops. However he didn't eat most of the day. He woke me around 4 am screaming about a bad dream. I had him get up and go to the bathroom assuring him he is alright. When I leaned over to kiss him he was burning up. In the dark w/o my glasses I somehow found the thermometer. 101.6, crap! So began a couple days of fever spiking. It seemed it was always either cuddly sick Logan, or Logan in fast forward when meds knocked fever back. He seems to be back to his normal self and flying at about 100mph again. I dod however enjoy him sleeping on me like when he was a baby for those 2 hours on Sunday. Far harder now that he is already 1/2 my height. I am glad he is feeling better. Thank you to all who sent out the kind words and vibes to the little dude.

Had to get him better before the zoo and maybe Boingz later this week/weekend.

Feel like dung

I refuse to admit to being sick. It started out as allergies. Symptoms feel better after a dose or two of Zertec, so damn it, it's not a cold. Started in my throat for about 2 days then decided my ears felt left out, and then late last night thought the lungs should join in the fun. WTH!!!! As with most Mom's I will continue what I do every flippin' day despite feeling like crap. At least Logan is healthy. Corey is feeling crappy too, so I guess it is like having a sick kid!

On an unrealted subject. I have been pushing forward with the Havanese research paper hoping I can do it. My enthusiam is low as I would rather been doing the paper on the paranormal. I had wicked awesome interviews with some great people on both sides lined up. Most I consider friends, so I can see he point on hard feelings, but, Ddamn, damn, damn! I really don't much care for the class. My emails are not being answered in my idea of a timely manor, and when I need a question answered, I would like it answered within the week. If I get a B in this class I will be shocked. Corey stats his eve and swings in the next couple weeks, so I will plunge into the depths of the other course work then, hoping to get most of it done. It's not like last semester when I had most of one class done and the book read twice by this time. It's worse than art as at least she answered my questions. Ugg! And I have to buy the study guide for math so I can go to Bellevue and test out soon too.

All fun things to think about when you feel like dung.

On the mend

Logan is getting better. I am so happy. Those nights were so dicey, I dreaded them. He started having solid stools again on Wednesday, but still had the gas issues Friday. Controlled though, flu my ass. Honestly, the doc that told me to give him Mylanta, sent her kid to preschool Thursday hacking and subsequently puking. I wouldn't let her in the pool. And that was before I realized who her mother was! There was also another kid in the same group who was sick too, he sat out also. You are not going to get My teachers sick to get over the inconvenience to her of keeping your child at home. That crap doesn't fly with me, no sir. I was at Logan's side for almost a week by that time. I have no sympathy for parents who treat their kids like that. Kids are to be loved and taken care of above yourself, and your job. That's my opinion, it will not change.

Logan and his distended colan

Really it was the night from hell all over again. This time instead of playing out at home I called the BCBS nurses line and brought him in to the ER. There they took blood, X-rays plus gave my kid a rectal exam. I was fit to be tied! Logan's Colan was so full of gas the ER doc looked ashen when he was talking. His body language said he holey disagreed with the pied on call. After the 2 hours we were allowed to go home, Logan having no sleep, still sharp as a tack tried numerous times to get out of being there. I will say the most notable one being "Mom, Dad, lets take a walk.." Sure, he gets out of the room and hauls ass like a 4 year old on a mission to the (wrong)door. He was given an adult dose of some medication whose name escapes me at the moment. The tending was not thrilled, but the pied told him if Logan vomits today make an appointment. Ummm, he does it at night, after hours you stupid shit! This wouldn't be a problem if Kathleen was still his doc, even if she wasn't the on call she would have been in and at his side, not telling someone else it wasn't a big deal and let him get back to sleep. So far today he is fine, but again like yesterday we will find out tonight. At least he's not pooing his brains out like yesterday!

Recap of Sunday:
Logan was on the toilet most of the day, really. He again ate next to nothing, but conned him in to polishing off the Sprite near the end before we went to the ER. He was in a BAD way near 8:30 so I called the nurse line. Sending us to the ER. They took blood, Logan started getting burpy again (like last night before he :puke: ) all over himself and his loving mother. Corey tossed me out of the room while Logan and the bed were being cleaned, I came back in, cleaned where they missed it on him and then myself. I warned them, no one even Corey listened when I said he was going to :puke: I would like to say I told you so, but really I don't need to gloat about the fact I know my kid that well! Did you know lower intestinal bile is a bitch to get out of clothing, he was so upset I had just bought him Star Wars pjs and he was wearing them when it happened? We will NOT be going back to Pizza Hut buffet again anytime soon. Logan was cranky as hell while there, and uncomfortable to say the least. I killed both Corey and I to see him in pain. I couldn't believe the on call didn't come in when they called him. He finally went in and pooed his little butt out, and it was LOUD!!! He went back to the room took my phone demanded Collective Soul starting to finally fall asleep as we were just about getting done. He was serenaded by Ed Roland and the guys, From the ground Up was what he was listening too. He started to hurt as we were leaving, but got home and after pooing another 3 times fell into a deep sleep for 6 hours! A record with this illness. I hope it runs smoother today, he is drinking more, and eating crackers. We are also pumping him full of anti-gas kids stuff. Get better little dude, Love you!

Logan sick, dogs gone crazy!

Friday Logan got to chose where to go for dinner only stipulations from Corey were, no Valentino's and no Nick's (Shaun was not working). So, thinking he was all sly he presented Logan with the choice thinking he would chose the new Mexican spot. Nope once again outsmarted by the 4 year old Corey drove in shame to Pizza Hut. Logan ate basically a whole pizza at the buffet, along with a plate of salad, pineapples and cottage cheese with sunflower seeds. He pooed loudly when he got home, but I thought it was do the amount he ate, not what he ate! All was well as he went to bed, but sometime before 5:03 in the morning he went 1/2 way down his bed (honestly he could have been there already with the way HE sleeps all around the bed!) and :puke: on the floor, promptly going back to sleep to wake at 5:03 and step in it screaming all the way to the bathroom to pee. I say he fell asleep again as it was cold when I cleaned it up (BTW, intestinal pukage is a bitch to clean out of Berber!). I being who I am analyzed what it was, smelled, ect to try and ascertain what caused the event. Logan is not a puker (Like Mom), but a pooper (Like Dad). I would have expected pizza, pepperoni, some tomato sauce, lettuce, maybe some cottage cheese, ect in it. Nope pineapple, crouton and the smell of intestinal (got past the stomach and came back up) bile. He seemed mostly fine the rest of the day, but not eating much. Just around 4:30 the bottom fell out and he was in agony. I go into Super Mom mode, where there is nothing I do but focus on him. This is where Corey feels like he can do nothing. Logan doesn't want him, to see him, talk to him, it is all about him and Mom. We got him to lie down briefly after about 15 minutes he was awake again and insisted going to his bed. There is a method to his madness, he didn't want to puke in our room like he did 2 years ago. It scared the hell out of him back then! So he was on the bed, I was reading to him, Corey was cleaning the carpet for like the 10th time (I could still smell puke) he bolted with his mouth full to the bathroom. Little trooper had a mouthful of puke and made it to the toilet to spit it out. Came the lettuce, and a small amount of steamed rice from today. I was sure then it was food poisoning. By 6:30 he was asleep in his bed after another run to puke from his room, and two sits on the pot. Poor kid it was coming out both ends! I fell asleep around 10:50 and within an hour Logan was on the side of my bed. I put him to the bathroom, he pooed and peed and slept till 3, repeat, then got up at 4:42am. It was a long day for us Logan has spent 1/2 on the pot. He is drinking sprite, on the BRAT diet (apples make him poop, but WTH), and Popsicle. There was a Phineas and Ferb marathon on Disney, so guess what was on and off between stuff today. Corey cleaned everything, like a good little bitch (hehehe, this is when his OCD comes in handy). Logan has just been visiting the toilets (all 4 today). I did get Sully groomed, he was thrilled..really! So much so, he went out side proptle and burrowed in the snow covering himself in it, and coming in 5 minutes later all proud of himself. He came in and attacks (flips it in the air, he's really a hippy passifist) his stuffed jar of "dog mayo" toy topping it off with a Havanese runlikehell! He all runs and grunts, it really is a riot, this went on for about 10 minutes. Then he realized Logan and I were in the room (had been the whole time) and engaged Logan in "mayo toss," he was ticked to play with Sully. Get well soon son, and I hear Lisa is under the weather too. Get well soon girl!

There is accident prone, then me...

If anyone is keeping score in the last month and a half I have utterly done everything I can to get myself in a full body cast. The ankel, the knee, the finger, now the back!

We were measuring how the 48inch will look in our room when we upgrade our set for Christmas. It's gonna be sweet BTW, Logan will get our 36inch. AS we were lifting to bring it back down stairs, Logan was in Corey's way and he was backwards. I turned a bit to yell to him to move and pop pop pop, I knew I was in trouble. I sucked it up and made it down both flights of stairs and it will sit till our new TV is chosen and delivered.

It hurts, it sucks and I did it to myself. Corey is guilt ridden about it, I should ride it a bit but that's not my style. You only make them suffer when it is their fault for real! Ha.. Anyways I still sucked it up to go out to GI and watch most of the Husker game with Marla and her man, Gary. It was sweet of them to invite us to the VW and watch it. It was wonderful to see her, she's just great. And the Huskers rolled K-State, GO BIG RED!!!!

We got home I was restless and hurting so instead of lying down like a good little girl, I grabbed my rubber gloves, the bathroom cleaner and some abrasive spongy things and hand scrubbed the bathtub and the toilet till my hands shook.

One of the resons my back is so touchy is the tearing of most of the major muscles during delivery of Logan. So they are prone to spazing out from time to time. Luckily after the breast reduction this summer the doc gave me some generic perocet, or however you spell it. I Only had used a few of them then and am greatful for them now. I am taking 1/2 doses and am about due now.

Chalk this up to yet another smooth move by Krimmyk. I am going to be so hurt by the time moring comes around. At least my tub and toilet are shiney! :)

Honestly, do I stand a chance at all?

As most of you dear reader know, I am in inept mother who surprisingly hasn't killed her offspring by not insisting he wear socks in the warm weather...and GASP go barefoot when he feels the urge. Really according to my mother in law all my short falling are with him. Corey for some stupid reason feels it necessary to call them and tell them everything that happens to Logan. He had to get his tonsils out because I didn't have him in socks this spring when it was like almost 80 degrees, not because he was born with ginormous ones to start with...Now the Whooping cough you guessed it, has everything to do with the fact he doesn't wear socks to bed! Come the hell on! Anytime he ever coughs she frets that it is the croup, then goes into the long over told story about Corey and his croup and her attachment to his bedside when he was an infant. NEWSFLASH, I was hospitalized for weeks, with it as a baby too, but that is besides the point. Croup effects infants and toddlers and you are about out of the risk by the time you are three or when your vocab, is higher showing an increase in the size of the voice box. Logan was never at risk, never got the croup, alas I am still a shitty mother. All three times can b linked to the YMCA, umm he spends a lot of time there, and there are kids everywhere. Ypou want me to put my social butterfly in a bubble for you? Note to Monster-in-law lay the hell off, I have about had it with you. You are NOT and will never be his mother, you f*d up your kids, back off mine. I will go toe to toe with you about him if you keep taking the cheap swipes, I will win, you will lose.

Can I NOT get a Whoop Whoop?

Well the cough stopped as the temps went up. Of course the last several days the weather has sucked..BIG TIME! So, of course, the cough is back bad as ever. He is coughing in his sleep. Corey decided cranked up the temp in the house to 70, so I of course cranked it to 72. Mind you we have all high efficiency utilities, and usually keep the house at 67, to keep Logo and Corey from sweating. Since I turned it up Logo has stopped coughing. I will try to get him in to the doctors office as soon as they open today. He is not going in to school and I am not going in to work. He didn't sleep without coughing till I put the space heater in his room till after midnight last night. I was up in his room, putting together me Religion's final, while he was coughing. I have an egging feeling that he is a Whooping Cough carrier, I think he doesn't have the full out Whooping cough, I don't ever get sick. If he does have, or is a carrier of Whooping cough I am going to go postal! Whooping cough was a thing of the past till the influx of non immunized people came to our country. I see, and respect the idea of not immunizing their kids, I am against Logan having to get the flu shot. BUT with the influx of those who come here illegally, the need to keep them safe from the basic viruses is vital IMO. I hear that the recent outbreak of Whooping cough came from Pooh Corner childcare. I know Minnesota had outbreaks in the last couple years. One set of those PC kids were in Minnesota before they got sick. Both kids got sick, their cousin, then aunt, who's class has has 3 sick with the Whoop. Logan would be at least the 4th kids out of 15. Hmmmm...