ER time again...

For the past week Bug has been sick...a low grade fever and a cough. We gave her meds and it seemed to be working. Then on Saturday Goober wasn't feeling well around early afternoon. So we gave her some Motrin and put her down for a nap around 4pm. I laid down next to her and Bug went down for a nap as well. About 5pm I woke up to some hiccuping...Goober was having another febrile seizure. Let me tell you I shot out of bed and waited until she was done told Hubby to run a cool bath. I grabbed Goober and into the bathtub we went, clothes and all. Watching them have a seizure is scary because their eyes glaze over and they just flop around. Afterwards is worse I think because they have NO muscle control. She just flopped against me in the tub and whimpered. We called the on call doctor, and he told us to of course take her up to the ER to have her checked out. Hubby suggested taking Bug since she hadn't been feeling up to snuff.

We get to the ER and let me tell you, it was one of the longest waits in the waiting room I have ever had. Usually we get to a room fairly quickly and wait forever in there, but not this time. We went in filled out the paper work got sent back to the waiting room. Had the chest x-rays done, got sent back to the waiting room. Did some more registration, got sent back to the waiting room...On a side note...IF YOU ARE IN HANDCUFFS, YOU SHOULD GET A SPECIAL DOOR SO I DON'T HAVE TO SEE YOU!. There were at least 3 different prisoners just wandering the room with their guards...I DON"T LIKE THIS! We got to the hospital about 7 and got a room at 10. Oh yeah, about 9 Goober finally came out of the effects of the seizure, got off my lap and proceeded to dance around the waiting room, singing "shake your body!"
What are you here for?
Oh my daughter had a febrile seizure.
The big one?
No the one dancing...

So basically Goober has pneumonia and we have to be very diligent in monitoring her fevers, so that she doesn't have another seizure. Bug didn't have pneumonia, but the put her on the same antibiotics since she did sound very junky in her chest...

I would like to know the clause in the parenting handbook that says that when you are about to leave, by plane, to another place, your children have to get sick. This way I can find a loophole.

A few things...

Back on the subject of the Cancer Walk/Relay for Life. My team fund raises all year long to try and raise as much money as possible. This year we raised 4,015.50 for our team! That is $600 more than last year. We are pretty excited about it. For 2009 we have already raised $57 dollars so we are pretty pumped. If you have never been to a Relay event, I encourage you to go. It is the most amazing feeling. Here is something so very simple that an individual can do to help fight cancer. Just walking on a track for 24 hours. It is the one of the best feelings in the world. I can't tell you how many times I cried that weekend. Just to know I was doing something. I am in awe of our county. For an area this poor, we raise some damn good money. I went to a team captain meeting and the lady who was on the national board was there and she said we are AMAZING. Our little tiny county can raise more money that say, THURSTON. and that is NOT per capita. If our little community can raise that kind of money towards cancer research than imagine if all communities did the same...

Another subject...
I was out walking with the girls (gas prices being ugly and all) and passed by the Wal-mart where they were handing out kittens (kids not Walmart) I jokingly text me SIL to ask if she wanted a kitten. "Yeah, I can't afford it though." Then 1/2 hour later I get another text. "look in the paper for free kittens." I text her the info... When she got home tonight, I met Impulse (aka Imp) a 7 week old tiny beautiful blue gray tabby. She can fit in the palm of my hand. I love the name... I told her that she was going to be Crazy Cat Lady down the street if she keeps it up. Some choice words came out of her mouth... Then she took her dinner and went into her room to spend time with the new kitten and her other two cats.
Pet total
west highland white terrier...Dementia....has beginning kidney failure, chronic ear infections, and
cysts, but this lovable desire to bring you anything that is one the ground when she is
happy.
black lab...Purgatory...no known disease,(well there was the seizure once) And the absolute
best dog I have ever had!
tabby cat...appetizer
black devil cat...Thorazine
blue tabby...impulse
If we get that new lab...I really want a golden doodle or a labradoodle...Her name will be Pandora. You geeks will appreciate the meaning of the name for my poor hubby.

Cancer walk

Oh my gosh, what grand fun. If you have never been to a cancer walk, I suggest you find one. I must say though that I have heard that the one that we put on is one of the best. I live in a very very poor community and we raised half a million dollars! We are 2nd in the nation for the amount of money raised per capita. It is the best thing to do! It is exciting and happy and a wonderful time. I was so sore after it was all done.

Relay for Life is a 24 hour walk at our local high school were you can run/walk around a track for 24 hours. You can get to camp out and have an awesome time. I especialy like the 2am-8am hour. It is great. I will tell more about it later as right now I am blogging on my niece's computer and I am at my nephew's graduation pary. I also need to go find my daughter....

Stories

First of all Goober is fine. Whatever infection she had residing in her little body is now gone. HOORAY! No more breathing treatments with a little oxygen mask. I am so happy. It was pretty sad for awhile when she only flinched when the machine was turned on. Now she is doing great and is running around like a little maniac and yelling at everyone. It's very nice.

Bug is a spitfire. Yesterday, she informed me that she had learned a new word.
"Mommy I know a new word."
" You do, what is it?"
"Oxymoron, that means two words that don't go together, you know opposites."
Close baby so very close. She has also informed me that mammals are warm-blooded and reptiles are cold-blooded. Who knew? I figure I have about 3 years that I have to worry about Bug getting made fun of in school until Goober gets there.

A little boy at daycare grabbed handfuls of Bug's hair and just yanked her down off the chair she was sitting on. Goober standing nearby, threw down her toy and just started beating the tar out of this boy yelling, "No, NO HIT NA-NA! Yes she will take them all down for her big sister.

Goober alert

First of all, Goober last week was very very sick and of course only being 22 months old couldn't very tell me what was going on. She started waking up in the middle of the night and couldn't be comforted, unless we were watching Dora and Diego. Then she started rubbing her ears, Ahh, it's an ear infection. Well I gave her some Tylenol and thought that I would take her to the doctor's in the morning. This all happening over Memorial Day weekend of course. So about 11pm Monday night I can't get G+oober to calm down at all. I let her watch Diego, NOTHING. So I wake up Hubby and SIL and tell them I am taking Goober to the ER, could my SIL watch Bug. Off to the ER we go. In at midnight, were I am telling them all her symptoms when I notice that she is retracting big time(sucking in her lungs very tight, were you could see all her ribs). Well, we get a chest x-ray, negative for any lung ailment. We get blood work, no infection, not really anything they could see. They check her ears, perfectly fine. The give her a breathing treatment and the doctor lets us know that she is concerned about the breathing but there is really nothing she can do. We schedule an appointment with the family doctor for later on Tuesday and basically are told the same thing. Everything is fine but the way she breathes. REALLY, THANKS FOR TELLING ME!

The next day everything is fine, no breathing problems, nothing. I still don't want them to go to daycare so I pull a midnight to 830am shift on Thursday, after only 3 hours of sleep. When SIL drops off the girls at my work I notice that Goober's throat is sucking in very deep. OH CRAP. So I call the doctor who refers me to another, I go in, she listens to Goobers lungs and sure enough someone can finally hear some wheezing. Goober has viral pneumonia. She had pneumonia earlier in May and it was treated when it was bacterial but somehow it mutated and messed up the bronchial sacs in her lungs. So now she has breathing treatments on a nebulizer everyday for 2 weeks. I took a picture of her on my cell with the oxygen mask on her face and texted LUKE, I AM YOUR FATHER! She is doing great, in fact she is pointing her finger at me and yelling at me to NO MOMMA Stop it. ( I took away a crayon.)