We started the week off with a bang, leaving our trap for the leprechan, and it justs kept getting more exciting. Monica's throat had all the signs of strep throat - text book. We made her an appointment Tuesday and sure enough, it was definately strep. We took Jerrick in too, he's had a lingering cough. No strep yet, but it's almost inevitable. Antibiotics to pass around!!
Jared and I celebrated out 14th anniversary on Wednesday. I received a very nice, sentimental card (which is odd, Jared usually find the most humorous cards - must not had a good selection). We also went out to dinner. It was a wonderful evening.
Everyone was feeling fine until Thursday morning when I woke up with a terrible sore throat. Figures, I would be the one to get it. I called the doctor and got a prescription that afternoon, and even started taking the antibiotics, although I felt tired, and my throat was still a little sore, but not horrendous. Should have knocked on wood, Thursday night I started feeling a little cold, then I couldn't stop shivering. This is where Monica makes fun of me. You know the dinosaur in 'Meet the Robinson's'? that says, "I have a big head and little arms. Well, that was me. Bundled up in a blanket only poking my hands out when absolutely needed. She's still having a good laugh over this.
I hardly slept Thursday night, apparently when I did sleep, I was snoring, you know that terrible snoring when it sounds like someone is underwater trying to breathe. That was me! Jared told me he honestly debated about moving to the couch. Sad, since his snoring is usually the loudest!! I could hardly even talk Friday morning, my throat felt like it was swollen shut - so I stayed home. Now, Jared may try and convince you that I stayed home to watch basketball, which I did do, in between naps - but seriously, I was very sick. I haven't run a fever like I had on Friday in who knows how long. Even by Friday night, I couldn't help think that for 'catching it early' this was hanging on way too long. Yes, it was a big pitty party.
Saturday, we celebrated Monica's birthday. Lucky #13. Perhaps this week can be attributed to her 'good luck' year. Hmmm, anyone buying this? Anyway, I was feeling better, not great, but better and we met grandma, Baili, Shelly and Gage in Salt Lake to go shopping for jeans and eat at the Cheesecake Factory. The drive was long, since my company fell asleep both ways - but we had a great time. It's scary to think that my baby girl is going to be a teenager.
So, now it's Sunday, and besides a lingering cough, I am feeling much better. Now, we'll see who gets it next. Oh wait, let me knock on wood.
So here's a few pictures I couldn't help but share. Here are the weird places that my kids fall asleep. It's a good thing we actually keep an eye on them!!
Ryker asleep in the shower. Yes, that's soap next to his head which had basically glued onto his hair. He wasn't too thrilled when I woke him up and made him get under the cold water to rinse the soap off.
Jerrick asleep in the bathtub. He was playing and then there was no noise. Jared checked in on him and found this. We're just glad that the water wasn't as deep as it usually is. I don't think he could have stayed afloat and not gone under the water. SCARY.
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