This post will have more narrative than I usually write...because so much has happened in the last four days!
Ok, so Geoff and I had reservations at a nearby resort to attend a marriage conference. The conference is by Family Life and we have spoken to a few of our friends who have attended and highly recommended it. My parents arrived in town Thursday to watch the boys while we were going to have our first weekend away together. However, last Tuesday, J caught a cold and had his typical crazy runny nose. W caught the cold on Wednesday. By the time J woke from his nap on Thursday, he was going downhill fast. He was acting lethargic, coughing funny, and starting to wheeze a little when he breathed. Sure enough, Geoff had to take him to the ER at 2 a.m. Friday morning. He was admitted to the hospital by 7:30 a.m. The doctors just didn't like how he was breathing and wanted to observe him awhile longer. J was definitely feeling better by then bc he wouldn't sit still in the hospital room. And he ate a good breakfast that morning. Geoff and I both thought that they would discharge him by early afternoon and we could still leave for our trip. We just had to wait for the pediatrician. By noon we decided to change our plans.
The pediatrician hadn't arrived yet and it was looking as if they were going to keep J so Geoff decided that I should leave for the conference so I could register and attend the two sessions on Friday night. He would drive up early Saturday and meet me at the conference.
The first couple hours into the drive I strongly considered turning around and heading home. I was worried about the boys and it just seemed silly to go to a marriage conference alone!
J was discharged Friday evening around 5 p.m. But W had gotten worse during the day and by the time Geoff got home with J, he had to turn right back around and return to the ER with W! His temperature was 102.4 and he wasn't breathing very well either. So they admitted W to the hospital and gave him an IV which he had to have all night. So W stayed in the hospital (with Geoff) from 5 pm until 10:30 a.m. the next morning.
Thankfully my parents were keeping the fort down at home and waking up every four hours to give J breathing treatments. Geoff logged about 32 hours in the hospital for two separate visits....I am sure everyone was having deja vu! And I was at a beautiful resort with hundreds of couples....for a marriage conference...by myself...and worried about our kiddos. Geoff knew he couldn't make it now and told me there was no sense in me rushing home bc they all had the boys taken care of.
So I stayed until early Sunday morning. The conference went until 12:30 on Sunday but I just skipped those sessions. In fact, I attended all the lectures on Saturday...but I would duck out of the ballroom when it was time to do a group (with your spouse) project. And I still got a lot out of just the lectures I attended! God must have wanted me to hear what the speakers had to say. I had several life-changing ah-ha (as Oprah would say) moments. So I was glad I stayed. I got two solid nights of sleep and was able to recharge a little.
J was diagnosed with asthma. We will pray he will grow out of it as well as his food allergies and eczema. They are still calling W's condition reactive airway disease for now. J has always had more trouble with his lungs and W has more trouble with the eczema.
On a different subject....we are bracing for a HOT summer. I dread the heat. I dread going outside for a morning walk with the kiddos and dogs and it is sweltering by 7 a.m. So I have been hitting more garage sales looking for used toys to put in their "toy rotation" for the summer. We went to a thrift store today and got a very cute Fisher-Price farm for $2 and of course, some more trucks. They didn't have much other than that though. I will just have to keep checking back.
And if you haven't laughed today....check out this short video. The boys and Geoff were messing around with a whiffle ball set (I bought brand new at a garage sale) and W gets whacked in the forehead.