Before I had a chance to turn off the news this evening (I stopped watching the news when Mike received his orders to deploy back in 2005), I caught the first local news story to hear of a local school closing due to so many students and faculty sick with the flu. It seems the girls and I started a new trend here in the Springs. Yup, we are all recovering from the flu; not the tummy flu, but the achey, fever, cough/cold, fatigue flu. Yicky! My symptoms started last Wednsaday evening, followed by Ivie on Thursday night and Elly Saturday morning.
I've been sick 3 times since Christmas, so I went to the doctor for fear of me having something worse and actually needing medication for it. Well, 4 hours and three trips (ye to the same doctor in one day) I was told I indeed have the flu and since I was not vaccinated and am pregnant, nothing can be done. He made me feel like if I had been vaccinated this wouldn't have happened, but the vaccination may have helped reduced some of the symptoms and possibly shorten the duration of the symptoms. For me, since there's no guarentee and I am in geranlly good health, I don't inject or ingest medications I just don't need or cannot guarentee their effectivness. I was just annoyed at how he made it seem like I could have avoided all this with some miracle injection.
Anyway (sorry about that), the girls and I spent a lot of time in bed resting and healing. The girls relly did, if that's any indication as to how sick they were. Today, both the girls woke without a fever and seemed mostly tired, but otherwise doing well. I am planning on sending Ivie to school tomorrow, and she is sooooo looking forward to that. This was supposed to be a full week for us with appointments, and I have had to reschedule nearly everything to allow for adequate resting time. But, I cannot complain about that because it has opened up a whole week for me to clean and organize around here (more nesting kicking in). My nesting instincts are stronger than what my energy level can keep up with right now, but little progress is better than no progress.
Ivie has seemed to really miss Mike during this sick weekend of ours. She slept with me a lot (she had really high fevers I wanted to monitor) and talked about him a lot in her sleep, cried out for him a lot and was sad a lot because she missed him. Her being so vocal about this is still such a new thing to me compared to alst time, and I just hope I am dealing with it appropriately. We talk about missing daddy and that it's okay to miss him and be sad about it. I share I am sad too. I tell her when calls she can talk to him if she wants an that might help her feel better. We also draw pictures for him, and send him some of her school work she brings home. I let her know daddy missess us too, but he's taking care of us right now at far away work and we will see him again. I also let her know it makes Mike happy when she sends him drawings and letters. She seems to respond well when we talk about him, so hopefully this is all enough. I, too, have missed him. I haven't heard from him in a week and no news is good news, but it still makes for some long days.
I need to head to bed; more nesting is in order for tomorrow and I need to get Ivie off to school in the morning and Cali dog is coming over, too, for a week while C and her family enjoy a week in Hawaii (just in time, too, the weather's gettin' chilly again)! I'll be in touch; Ivie has her first school holiday party this week (I'm volunteering) so I'll be sure to let ya'll know how that goes later this week.
*I haven't been able to spell check the past few of these (I am pretending it's because I haven't made any errors) and I don't know why. I apologize for any mis-spellings/grammer mistakes I may have missed*
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Glad you all are starting to feel better. It sounds like you're doing some good things with Ivie, helping her deal with her sadness. I was curious, though, if there's any kind of counseling that might be available through the school. I know our cousin's son has been seeing a counselor at school that has been helping him talk through and process his feelings while his Mommy is in Afghanistan, in addition to what his dad is able to do with him at home. It seems like it has really helped him to be able to identify when he feels angry sad, etc. both physically and otherwise and develop some good strategies for how to deal with it. He's a little older than Ivie, though (about 5). I'll be praying for her and for you in this area. Love you!
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