Monday, November 26, 2012
Last week was the longest week in the history of my parental life.
Brief recap: J falls ill during church on Sunday. Hospitalized on Monday. Hospital for Monday, Tuesday and most of Wednesday. Come home Wednesday night.
Then I bake 2 pies, a cake, a casserole and make cranberry sauce on Wednesday night for Thanksgiving.
The cousins are in town. Can't keep J away from them. Doctor says he's not contagious anymore, so we go to Thanksgiving with the family. J seems fine all day.
Friday morning, we go to the doctor and he is given an okay. He's getting better. Still down several pounds, but he has good capillary function and so he's fully hydrated. Good news. We get home from the doctor, and 10 min later, he's got a fever of 102 again and has passed out. We just hydrate, hydrate, hydrate and let him sleep.
He wants to see the cousins on Saturday before they go home. So, we go to the grandparents and let him hang out. About an hour in, he's feverish and telling his favorite cousin to leave him alone and just let him sleep. So, he sleeps. We debate a return to the hospital. Our decision is to see what Sunday holds and then go from there.
Sunday morning... J is up and at 'em bright and early! He's happy, he only has a very low grade fever. He knocked on our door and wanted to watch TV. We decide to skip church and just chill for the day and see what happens. We get our Christmas tree. We decorate. We hang out. J watches lots of Cat in the Hat (knows a lot about that) on the iPad. He actually ate 3 pancakes at breakfast. He ate tomatoes and 2/3 of a slice of pizza for lunch and 2 dumplings and some rice at dinner. So, he's eating again too.
So, today, we sent him off to school. I fully expect a phone call from the school around 1 PM saying I need to come pick him up, but, we thought we should give it a go and see how it turns out. We can't keep him home without a doctor's note today and both the hospital and his pediatrician said he should return today... so... we are giving it a try.
Fortunately, it seems the rest of us have escaped without catching this bug. Amelia has a runny nose, but she's also teething like mad. I've got a sore throat, but very manageable. So... we are counting our blessings, crossing our fingers, and going forth with the idea that the longest week ever is OVER!
It's needless to say, I've eaten like crap last week and I didn't exercise much. And AF was visiting for the first time in a few years, so that was pretty awful as well and made things just *that* much more challenging.
I did a Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving (5K, very challenging course, 30:17 officially... I've got some qualms with the results, but I don't think 11 seconds is worth fighting over. My "gun time" and "chip time" are identical and I started at the back of the pack, so I didn't cross the start at the gun time. It couldn't be the same. My watch said 30:06 and I think that is more accurate, this time. But, it was a very cheap, small, local race and this was their first ever attempt at timing it, so... it is what it is. I was 43rd out of 101 runners and I was the 17th female to cross the finish, so I'm feeling okay how I placed).
I did run Friday while J was sleeping and took a short run before lunch on Saturday. I was completely wasted after running 3 days in a row after 5 days with no exercise so I took yesterday off. Even still, I some how managed to pull a pectoral muscle yesterday while cleaning up, so I'm not going to be doing much in the way of upper body this week.
But, I've got to get back on track.
My plan is pretty simple. Start eating healthy home made food again. No more take out or frozen foods. That's easy. I'm starting that today.
And restart my normal exercise routine. And I'm doing that as soon as I finish this blog.
I'm also staying off the scale until next year! I know I've done a ton of damage this last week. I've got to reset and not be plagued by some number. So, it's going away until next year. I'm thinking... Jan 4. But, we'll see. I'm going to get into routine, work hard, eat right, get back to normal... stay on track through Christmas and just keep keeping on. I'm going to go by how my clothes fit and how I feel.
So, there ya are. Off to work out.