It all started on New Year's Eve with the lice. Well, the lice adventure turned out to last for almost 3 weeks since they were strong little buggers, and refused to die. I treated my middle daughter twice (which did the trick), and after 3 OTC treatments in the very thick hair of my youngest, I had to call in the big guns - the $200 (Yes, TWO HUNDRED DOLLAR) prescription. It worked. DIE DIE DIE you crappy lice! I must have picked through hair for a total of at least 8 hours overall. And, every towel, sheet, blanket and stuffed animal must have been washed at least 6 times. I despise laundry on a normal day, let alone when I have to wash the same crap every single day. It was like a bad version of Ground Hog's Day.
In the middle of the lice business, my youngest woke up one day with extreme pain in her hip. She couldn't walk, stand or barely move it. She was screaming and crying, and she is not normally like that. Ever. So, I took her to the doctor to find out she had transient synovitis, which is basically an inflamed joint resulting from a prior viral infection, likely a cold. TS could last up to 3 weeks, and luckily for her she was mostly fine after a couple days, but we didn't escape an expensive X-ray and a few minor flare ups over the next couple weeks.
Then, the same little girl came down with a bad cold that started with a small fever. No big deal - fevers happen and I don't usually do more than treat it with some ibuprophen and rest. Well, after 2 days her fever rose to 103 to which we promptly treated with advil and tylenol (we were told once after she had a febrile seizure to be very diligent with her fevers). Two hours after giving her meds, her fever was still 103.6!! And, it was midnight. Why must everything happen at midnight?? We were about to pack her up and visit the ER when it finally started going down. So, I was going to take her to the doc the next day, and of course they were totally booked. We visited her allergy doc who thought it was just a nasty virus (thankfully not pneumonia or anything worse) and prescribed many breathing treatments to keep her viral-induced asthma under control. And some antibiotics just to be safe. When she gets sick with a virus, it's always exacerbated by her asthma. And it's very scary.
That led to breathing treatments every four hours for several days (some treatments last as long as 30 minutes), then twice a day for another week. Towards the end of her antibiotics, she started coughing A LOT due to some drainage, so we had to spend the night holding her upright to prevent massive coughing fits. It's now been a few days and her congestion isn't totally gone, but she seems to be OK.
Add in some stupid remnant pain from my ankle sprain ONE YEAR ago, a fever/cold for me, and a variety of other things that I can't even remember now because I'm so tired and spent from the whole month of January. When it rains at this house, it definitely pours. But, in the end, it's all manageable and not life threatening, so I'll take it. With lots of coffee, naps and take-out dinners, but I'll take it.
Here's to hoping February will be much more uneventful, and Dear God, I promise to not to even consider working outside the home for many more years!!