To put it mildly.
I had the worst weekend of my entire life. But it’s way too personal to blog about where just anyone can see.
But I’ll tell you about the grand finale of the miserable weekend. It started on Sunday. Sunday evening to be exact.
After several almost-sleepless nights of trauma, Sunday I was looking forward to getting some real nice zzzz’s to catch up for the long week ahead.
But Mr. Payson ended up waking up a bazillion times. He had a fever and was obviously not feeling well.
After a night of poor sleep for the two of us we had a day of hell Monday. Payson cried ALL day. ALLLLLLL day.
His fever was mellow during the day and I crossed my fingers and toes that he’d sleep well at night because I was ex-haus-ted.
But that was not to be. He woke up scorching hot.. the hottest any of my children have ever felt. I immediately gave him a dose of baby tylenol and went in search of my broken thermometer to see if I could get it to work.
I couldn’t find it so headed to the ER.
The ER was rocking Monday night. It was the hot spot of the city. Yay for walking laps around the waiting room with a SCREAMING child for 5 hours!!
His temperature was 104 and his heart rate was 174 when we got there so they gave him a dose of children’s motrin.
Ok, I just deleted the rest of this post because it was annoyingly long.
I’ll just sum up to say, Payson’s on antibiotics for a strain of strep and doing better now and last night I slept for 8 hours combined! (Had to get up to give medicine to Payson and then pee a few times. lol)
Hopefully the rest of this week is mellow!!