A Fun Few Weeks........NOT!

About 2 weeks ago, over the weekend, of course. I had a touch of the flu. It wasn't terrible, but when is the flu every good? McKaylie stayed home from school that Monday with the same thing, and Vance on Thursday.

During all this, we've had a little eye-opening experience (that I'm not going to get into details about) that pretty much knocked us for a loop, that is Chad and I and the one child that it involved. This little eye-opener made us question many things over the last few years and wonder how good of parents we really are. We've had to re-evaluate things, priorities, I suppose, and I guess that's a good thing. It's made us do some serious soul-searching and it's made the importance of other things much more clear. It's also caused us hurt, pain, and the loss of trust and respect, the things that take time to build up again. On the other hand, we've learned to love a little more and a little deeper. It hasn't been a fun experience, but as I said, it has definitely helped to "open our eyes". We're all good and there's nothing to worry about. But, I'm sure your minds are buzzing, and I guess they'll just have to keep on buzzing.

As if that wasn't enough to deal with. Last Friday I started getting a migraine. Which continued through the weekend and wouldn't respond to medication. Chad told me to go to the ER, but I couldn't bear the thought of driving there or sitting in the waiting room for hours, so I didn't go. The worst part of my migraines usually only lasts a day or so and then just lingers annoyingly for a few days more, so I kept telling myself that the worst of it would be over "today" and it would be better "tomorrow". Well, by Monday I'd had enough, unfortunately, the kids had a snow day and were home from school and Chad had duty. It was a seriously miserable day. Tuesday came and the migraine stayed.... I managed to get the kids off to school, except Noah, who stayed home and watched cartoons on my bed with me. I think he talked to me a lot, but I honestly don't know for sure. By Tuesday afternoon, the medicine finally started to help. Chad told me that night that he was glad I was starting to feel better and that he missed me......translation-I was miserable to be around and so everyone avoided me as much as possible. Yesterday was the first day that I had been up and around since last Friday. I hate that! Chad and the kids managed to keep up with the dishes and picked up the floors, but were so kind as to save ALL the laundry piled up for me in front of the washing machine! I hate that, too! I'm not 100 percent, but I am 100 times better, so maybe I'll slowly be able to get back into "life" again.