if i were avery, i'd be ready to throw in the towel. it just hasn't been her summer and just when we thought it would get better - it goes out with a BANG!!
after spending weeks without her daddy and having to deal with a mom w/short temper and new baby that takes all mom's time, she's been sick.
The last week of July she has some weird skin deal. it looks like hives, comes and goes and itches. Sweat makes it worse, clothing makes it worse, living makes it worse. She gets bumps on her stomach. they don't go away.
On Tuesday, August 1st, we have a neighborhood event. Avery gets a spider bite on her ankle. Ankle swells to ungodly size. she spends a few days getting around on her knees and whining. one bonus: more time with beloved pacie.
Thursday, Aug 3rd, we take the kids to the dr. Asher for his two month check up (4 shots!! and one oral vaccination) and Avery to have the spider bite checked and the mystery rash. Spider bite is better. Body will break the protein venom down and she'll be fine. Rash is some sort of virus. Shawn calls them "stars" - way to go dad! She likes that name.
Sunday, August 6th - helping dad water the plants before bed. Has shoes on. you guessed it - another spider bite ON THE SAME FOOT! i sure was shooting some nasty looks at shawn. i mean, c'mon!
Tuesday, August 8th - we're about to head to a neighborhood life meeting. Avery starts complaining that her throat/mouth hurt. i take her temp - 102. i go to meeting alone. shawn stays with the kiddos. Tuesday night is miserable. Her temp hovers around 103.
Wednesday, August 9th - Still high temp and now i notice sores on her lips and tongue. Take her to doc. they test for strep - negative (i've never seen that test but i knew it couldn't be good when the nurse asked me to pin her legs between mine, hold both of her hands with one hand and hold her forehead with the other). it was the worst 2 seconds ever! as we are waiting on the results, doc comes in, takes one look and says, "not strep but a virus that will make her miserable for the next few days". nothing they can give her, just keep fluids and pain medicine in her. Wednesday night - misery continues.
Thursday, August 10th - she's hungry but doesn't want to eat. it hurts too much. ugh, my heart is breaking. praying a lot!! daddy goes to build-a-bear for a special "feel better bear" after going sailing for the first time with a friend (that's okay - i told him to go!). the bear is a huge success, she eats a little dinner and actually sleeps. 
Friday, August 11th - wakes me up by putting a frozen italian ice cup on my face and telling me she wants "this one for breakfast". I follow her to the kitchen and she has chosen one for her new bear, Snuggles (or maybe Blue Bear - that's what's she's calling him today). He is in a booster seat, ready to go. Glad to see she is feeling better but i tell her she's got to eat something healthy. i get half a bowl of pink oatmeal down her and she wants to try a cereal bar dipped in her chocolate milk. yeah, i know but whatever - she's eating! No fever and she is a little more herself. She ate lunch and is in bed for a nap.
I hope the end is in sight and that this virus is not cruel and tricking us into believing she's getting better while planning a violent return. we're stir crazy...
on a lighter note, check this site out www.themakesite.com this place looks so cool. once i can get asher to take a bottle - i'm taking a class.
back to my chips and guac,
sim
