This week: 2 migraines and 4 trips to the pediatrician

This has been a banner week for the Payne family. I'm just glad we all made it out alive. (That's a little dramatic.)

Monday night I had an awful migraine and Georgia chose that night to wake up at 3:30am and stay up until 5. When we woke up for the morning, I still had a migraine and could barely functions so I decided I should drop the kids off at the sitter's and come back to try to sleep off my headache before going to work. Blake happened to be taking my car to the shop that morning, and he texted me to say he couldn't find anyone from work to pick him up so I was going to have to go get him after I dropped the kids off. Ugh, I just wanted to sleep!

So I dropped off the kids, picked up Blake, took him to work, and set out for home to go to bed. On the way, Bekah called to say Georgia was not acting like herself and, just as I suspected, she also thought she might have an ear infection. She offered to take her to the doctor, but I knew we would have to have a discussion about tubes since this would be her 5th ear infection since December. So instead of going home to bed, my migraine and I went to pick up Georgia and take her to the doctor. No one dared question why I was wearing sunglasses inside. :)

She did have an ear infection, and had it been earlier in the winter, we would for sure get tubes. But we hope since spring is springing, maybe this will be her last one for the year. He wanted to get very aggressive with this ear infection (last time she needed 2 rounds of antibiotic to get rid of it), so he gave her an injection of a very strong antibiotic. I later found out this is how they treat meningitis, so yes, very strong! It really hurt her and she was limping around after it. We had to wait around for 20 minutes to make sure she didn't have a reaction to it, then I took her back to the sitter's, so my migraine and I could go take a nap.

Blake called and wanted me to come get him to take him back to the shop because they didn't have our part today, and I said I was sorry but no! Leave it there overnight, I'm going to bed. So I went home and laid down in my dark room and just dozed off for about 10 minutes ... and out of nowhere, SOMETHING mysterious started alarming in my house! I still don't know what it was, but it just lasted long enough to scare me to death. Forget it! I'll sleep tonight.

At this point I still had a headache and was in a daze, and I knew I would be worthless at work, so I just took a whole sick day. Blake and I had planned to go buy him a suit that night, but now that Georgia was sick and pitiful, I figured we should do it before I went to pick them up. So my migraine and I went to pick up Blake, went to the mall and bought a suit. Men are so easy. He tried on one suit, it was on sale, done.

After I picked up the kids, they were so tired and whiny, and I finally texted Blake to please come home because I couldn't handle it. He texted back: I don't have a car. Ahhhh!!! So I had to put the kids in the truck and take them to pick him up again.

It was the most annoying day ever.

Anyway, for the next two days, I had to take Georgia back to the pediatrician's office for injections, and poor thing cried every time and limped with a hurt leg afterward. On Wednesday night, she again woke up from 3:30-5:30, and I again had a migraine, only not as bad this time, but this time I skipped the frustration and just suffered through the day.

Friday, I was happy we didn't have to go back to the pediatrician's office for another shot, and I was having a busy day at work when I got a call from the babysitter. She was crying, and she called me at work! Who is hurt? It was Nate. He had fallen off the couch somehow and hit his head on a sharp part of her coffee table. She was checking the back of his head for a knot, and her hand came back with blood on it. She said she thought he might need one stitch. Okay, I can handle one stitch! She was so upset about it.

I went to get him and took him back to the pediatrician's office, and the doctor decided he needed a staple. She said it was quicker than making him lay still for a stitch. Nate was actually feeling great. He had been dancing around the doctor office and was very polite and brave with the doctor. But she ended up putting 2 staples in, and they had to hurt. No numbing, just two staples in his head. He was crying and saying so pitifully, "That is hurting me! Please stop!" He was so polite about it. And then I made him thank her as we left. :) He has felt fine ever since and has only mentioned it a couple of times.

It was not our best week around here. But the kids are feeling better, and I currently don't have a headache, so I think we'll make it. :) Hoping we're all well next week!