Let's start from the beginning. While I was in Idaho, Ben got sick...very very very sick. I got home Sunday night (after a 12 1/2 hour drive) to Ben who looked like the living dead. I got the kids to bed and then Ben and I spent the rest of the night battling one of the worst fevers I have ever seen in a person. Seriously, Ben was burning through the blankets. He would go into these crazy coughing fits only to end up spitting out bloody mucus into a bowl. Seriously, it was bad, really bad.
The next morning, I got up (after seeing every hour of the clock that night) and cleaned the house in a daze. Ben's parents were coming into town that day, and we were all looking forward to it. I was sooooooo excited to have some help and just to get a good boost, ya know what I mean.
After his second doctor visit, and a nasty test where they pushed a q-tip up into Ben's sinuses, it was determined that Ben had Influenza. No folks, not just your every day sniffles and fever flu, I am talking INFLUENZA..the kind that killed entire towns not too long ago. Yeah, that one. It is pretty dang serious. And of course, it is a virus, so it just had to run its course. (for two weeks!)
It was day 6 of Ben being sick and his fever was still 100.1 with Tylenol and Motrin in his system. As long as he had a fever, he was very contagious.
Ben's parents ended up having to leave a day and 1/2 after they got here in order to try to avoid getting sick. It stunk, we were all so so so sad, but it made perfect sense.
Ben continued to fever, cough, lose his voice, get the chills and spit out bloody gunk for the next day or so. Finally, this week, he is starting to get better. He is off the couch and has energy to get around and do stuff. He still has to whisper a lot though, in order to keep the pain out of his vocal cords. I have honestly never seen a person this sick before, and I have seen a lot. It breaks my heart that he suffered the worst of it alone for 5 days while I was gone.
On Saturday, we were finally seeing a light at the end of the tunnel. I was soooooo excited for this week to begin and for us to get on with life. Last week was one of the longest most exhausting weeks of my life. It seriously sucked!!! I can only imagine what Ben must feel like. I just wanted to get back to our normal routine and normal life.
Saturday night, while walking through Walmart, I got a sore throat. Sunday, it was unbearable, and my body ached so badly I could hardly keep a blanket on.
Sunday night (last night), I didn't sleep because of the chills, fever and body aches, and thought I would die every time I swallowed.
Ben and I were soooooooo worried that I had Influenza, especially because of the pregnancy. I was scared to death to be as sick as I saw Ben. The fever alone would hurt the baby. I got downright depressed.
I just got back from the doctor today, and I have strep throat. I have never been happy to hear that I have strep, but just knowing that it wasn't influenza brought smiles to our faces. I was also really relieved that I got the Q-Tip shoved down my throat instead of up my nose into my sinuses, like poor Ben. I was really nervous about that. The strep throat has nothing at all to do with what Ben has, and we are both totally contagious to each other as well as the kids. The doc says we just simply have had bad luck. Hooray for us! I get to sleep on the couch tonight and probably tomorrow night as well. If Ben got strep right now, it would be a nightmare. And I REALLY don't want Influenza. We don't want the kids to have either.
Luckily, I can take the penicillin and hopefully start feeling better soon. I did get this cool mouth wash, that Ben also got for his illness, that totally numbs your throat for about 20 min. The pus pockets ALL over my throat look pretty nasty, especially the ones that have popped and are scabbing. I can't wait to numb those.(anyone sick yet)
So far, as long as I eat every hour, I don't get to nauseated with the pregnancy. Well, with strep, it is all I can do to get water in. So, add nausea to the list.
For now, Ben and I are tag teaming with the kids. We are both sick, and both tired.
I still pretty much feel like crap at the moment, and my throat feels like a raw, pussy piece of meat that is on fire. My eyes water every time I swallow. I have zero energy, but I don't know if that is from the pregnancy or strep, or a little of both. Ben is doing a lot better though, thank heavens. So, he naps here and I nap there. I take Mary here and he takes Sam there. I feel like our house is an episode of The Night of the Living Dead. I am just praying my heart out that a miracle will happen and our kids can stay healthy.
Someday, we will all be healthy again, our house will be clean again, we will eat a dinner that doesn't consist of cereal or hot dogs, and life will go on. Until then..... I want my mommy!!!!!