Saturday, January 3, 2009

Evidently we are not the poster family for hand washing.

Because we've caught it all this year. Little Phillip came down with Dawsonville's first official case of the flu before Christmas. He also had a freaky complication called myositis. His leg muscles were inflamed and he limped around for a few days.
I just put poor Selah to bed after a visit to the urgent care. I called our pediatrician after day two of a high fever and she recommended we go in. Turns out it was not at all what we were hypothosizing, but yucky none the less. One lovely ear infection and pneumonia to go with it. Poor pumpkin. She's been her usual sweet self though, she just cries, "I want to hold you!" Which is how Selah says she wants to be held. Needless to say we've spent the last two days rocking in the big brown chair. For those of you who don't know, there is a big, ugly brown chair in our living room. When Jim and I got married I absolutely refused to have any of his furniture in our new house. I thought it was all horrid. He complied, but insisted on keeping his chair. I threw fit after fit, but, alas, the brown chair came in the house. In fact, it was the only piece of furniture we had for a long time. But God knows all - even when it comes to furniture. I have nursed two newborns in that chair. It was a lifesaver because I could prop up my feet, put on my boppy and nurse and sleep without worrying I would drop them or roll on them. It is also where I still rock my babies and read to them. So I still think it is ugly. But it's not going anywhere soon.

1 comment:

Lindsey said...

Bless your heart! Here's praying and hoping little Selah and Phillip are back to their healthy selves soon.

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