Jaxon was given steroids yesterday to treat his croup which was brought on by the flu.
The steroids caused him to have dreams which made him freak out all night long. That makes about 5 nights in a row of very little sleep for him and for me.
But he's not barking anymore and his fever seems to be gone now too.
Emily's fever has been gone for over 48 hours now.
Roger and I never got any worse than a little achy and feeling not quite right.
In spite of a very long and exhausting week with sick kids I was excited to go to the doctor today for my "Fit by 40" physical.
A+ That was the grade he gave me on my physical exam. He applauded my weight loss and even told me that the first thing he noticed was that I look so much younger. Ahh...I like him. :)He did some blood work and I'll get those results along with some other routine tests in a week or two.
I do have to go back in for two things.
1~A mammogram. Happy 40th Birthday to me. :)
2~I have had a sore spot on my scalp for a few months now. I know. That's a really long time to let something like that go on. At first I thought it was just a pimple or something and brushed it off. Then a couple of months ago I realized that it sure had been there a long time for a pimple. So I started kind of worrying over it a little. Mindlessly touching it throughout the day. Then getting busy and distracted with sick kids and other minutiae of daily life. So last week I realized it probably wasn't a pimple. Which meant I should have it checked. My doc looked at it then and said that it looked like a benign sebaceous cyst and definitely not skin cancer. I have to admit I was a little worried about that since the sun has been shining on my head for 40 years now. I'm not a hat person and it's safe to say I never put sunscreen on my scalp. I rarely remember to put it on my skin. But I am working on that!
He told me to stop touching it and we'd talk about it at my physical today.
So I managed to pretty much stop touching it. And now it hurts worse than ever. So he took another look at it and decided that we need to cut it out and have it biopsied. He's going to do that on Friday. He'll cut out an area about the size of a dime, in the shape of a football. And then stitch it up. I guess this will impact whether or not I ever seriously do shave off all my hair as I occasionally threaten to do.
I asked him if he could just go ahead and make an incision all the way across the top of my head and kind of pull everything up nice and tight before stitching me up. He didn't think that would be necessary. Dang it! Anyway, I'll let you know how that test goes too. I expect it to be nothing.
I came home from my appointment to the sound of silence. Well, silent compared to the relentless whining, coughing and crying that has been going on here for 5 days and nights. Upon investigation Emily discovered this...
I guess he got mad at his sister, locked himself in his room and finally crashed. If he wasn't still sleeping in a crib he might have laid down on his bed and gone to sleep. He improvised and made himself cozy on the window seat.










