Moot Thoughts & Musings

Remember how the school nurse always asked you that question, regardless of your ailment?

Me: My stomach hurts; I've been throwing up all night. (Thinking: just write me the class excuse form and let me outta here!)
Nurse: what color is your snot? Let's take a culture to see if your sick.
Me: (Thinking: what part of vomit didn't you understand?)

anyway. I'm not vomiting, but Chris and I are oh so sick!!! He came down with it first. We took him to the doctor yesterday. He wanted me to come in with him. So here we are crammed into this tiny examination room, and in walks Dustin Hoffman! He is the one wearing the white coat and telling Chris to say "ahh", so I am assumed he was playing the role of the doctor in this particular setting. Haha. Just kidding. The doctor did look an awful lot like Dustin Hoffman, though, down to mannerisms and speech. It was sincerely uncanny. Anyway, he gave Chris antibiotic for tonsillitis and took a throat culture to test for strep. Chris was really miserable by that point, and I was starting to get body aches.

So after a horrible night wherein Chris is still pretty sick, and I'm up with the boy aching, shivering with chills from onsetting fever, I went to the doctor this morning. This is a husband and wife practice that my inlaws go to and like, and since we never have set up a primary care physician yet, this was our first time. So I'm sitting in the examination room, waiting for Barbara Streisand. Just kidding. So anyway. I'm on the antibiotic regime now. Shivering with chills, my flesh crawling, I went to Walgreens and got my prescription.

I'm really into Walgreens lately. It's becoming one of my new favorite stores. But that's for another post.

It's times like this I'm glad we didn't move somewhere else when we left New Orleans. Last night my mother-in-law stopped by with yummy dinner for us and a stockpile of frozen fruit for smoothies (which feel awfully good on an inflamed throat). And today my mom drove up from Lancaster to help with Ellis, bringing fresh corn and watermelon and peaches and tomatoes and bread from the Amish. Mmmmm! Help with Ellis is huge, as it means I'm finally able to get some rest. My fever has broken this afternoon, which is good. Hopefully, it will stay that way.

I have been a wreck this week. Hormonal surges right before my monthly reminder that I'm not pregnant have been kicking my butt. I'm like so out of control. PMS has never been this bad; it's like I'm another person. I'm angry, grumpy, selfish, petty. I feel like Mr. Hyde! It's insane. I feel like I'm watching myself morph into this other person. Sorry if this is Too Much Information. I'm just posting this because I'm wondering if anyone else has gone through this after pregnancies. The thing is, I think it only started being this bad a couple of months ago, that is, about a year after Ellis was born. Hmmm. I don't know, but I sure would like that Angry Monster to go away!