Hola. What a week it has been. Sickness. Sickness. Sickness. My every other night of 4 hours of sleep has continued. On Sunday when we got home from Classic, Travis told me that Sage had a headache. We were going to take her to church with us, and at the last minute, I decided to let her stay home. I'm SO glad I did that because I knew that headache meant one thing: fever. Instant. Just like with Jaggar. By that evening, it was 102.9. I called the dr's office on Monday and told the receptionist that Jaggar had just tested positive for strep a few days ago. I KNEW that she had strep. Instant, high fever. Refusing to eat or drink. Could they just call in some medicine for Sage? She told me probably not. They'd need to see her. She didn't have anything until late in the day. Did I want to see the nurse practitioner? Ha. Um (hell) no. I told her to give my message to them in the back and have them call me back. Dr Dela Cruz told me the last time that if I had a problem to tell them to just give my message to HER and not take whatever random thing they had to say. So that's what I did. And a few hours later they called to say that they'd called her in a Rx. Thank you, Jesus. Here's our stash. Did I mention that we have to mix Jaggar's medicine in gingerale because he acts like a rabid dog when trying to give it to him? Kicking, screaming, hitting, SPITTING. Yeah, it's been awesome. Thankfully, after two days of Sage missing school, they both seem to be on the upside of things. The whining level (ESPECIALLY Jaggar) has been through the roof, and that seems to have subsided, too.
Happy times. Before she got sick, she was able to use her gift card from Kaci and Amber to Claire's at the mall. She chose these fake nails.
So today, I've been pretty lazy. Sage came in my room at 3:43 this morning to say that her throat hurt. Since she didn't get a shot, the results from one dose of medicine weren't instant, so I expected that. Because of that, she stayed home again today, so we did NOTHING all day. Thankfully, Mom and Mema didn't seem to mind. But when Travis got home, he said that his family invited us to....Western Sizzlin.' Do I need to share my thoughts on this place? I hate it. But for the good of the group, I sacrificed myself and my body yet again. :) I'm generous like that. Photo attempt number 1.
And photo attempt 2. Congrats to Sage, who was ready in both.
This was my fork. Do I need to say anything else about it? I read something the other day like if you pretend that you don't struggle in any area of your life: financially, emotionally, mentally...a lot of other "ly's" then you leave people feeling like they aren't spiritual enough and ultimately defeated. I think it's clear that I struggle mentally;), so let me help someone out here and say that I totally blew it tonight. Our service wasn't great. Everyone noticed except FOR me, really. I don't expect much when I go to Western Sizzlin' anyway, but I personally never really lacked for anything. But 20% gratuity was added because of our party size. So...I went up to Travis at the register WHILE he was paying and said, "That is ridiculous. She didn't do anything. That's why we didn't get good service because she knew she already had her tip. It's a buffet..." just acting in a way that is not really what I'd like to consider my current character. And Travis came back and said that the girl at the register took it off--her tip. The waitress came in and apologized to Travis. They were just understaffed. I was not nice, to put it mildly. And I felt instant conviction. Travis was thrilled that I actually CARED that I acted like that. That's a big step for me, I guess. But I REALLY felt terrible to give someone a hard time that I know probably gets one pretty regularly in her job. Waitressing is no joke. I'm so sorry about that. I won't forget it. But you guys can get some better silverware. You have to admit that's funny.
Okay, so what else? We've really enjoyed having mom and mema here these past (almost) two weeks. We've had a home cooked meal every night, and it's been so nice. The food is G-O-O-D. And so convenient because I've been eating all of my many emotions lately and I've clearly had a lot of them, so this has been nice. Sage specifically requested peanut butter fudge, and she helped Mema to make it. Cute.
One last picture of them before they leave tomorrow. We've enjoyed it, ladies! (Little J has enjoyed it, too, though he was in bed here. He sat next to Mema earlier and said, "You're so cute.")
Also, today is the last day of January! Can you believe that? Have you wondered how Travis' resolution has gone? Well, wonder no more! Something tragic has happened to ME though. Maybe it was my smugness in having it all under control as far as eating right goes. I've gotten fatter, too. I was fine over Christmas, and I gain weight in January. How does that even happen? And Is Jaggar not the cutest thing ever???
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Glad Sage and Jaggar are feeling better. I'm not so fortunate...I injured my shoulder a couple of weeks ago at the food distribution (go figure, lol), and I'm having an MRI this afternoon, even though the dr. had already decided I need surgery. I HAVE NOT agreed with him though...we'll see. Glad things are looking up for the Spence family, and that your diets? go well.
I hate to hear that about your shoulder, Bill. I hope when you go for your MRI that they will see that, in fact, for WHATEVER reason that surgery is unnecessary.
Ps when exactly did this happen?
It happened Sat. Morning, 1/21 @ about 6 AM. I was loading my trailer with food to take to the church, it had been raining, and I slipped and fell backwards. I tried to catch myself, and broke the fall with my right arm. The following Tues., Sandy made an appt. at NEO for me. The X rays showed that the fall aggravated an existing condition. He called it "impingement", which causes my bone to contact my rotary cuff. The bone needs to be ground down, and the MRI is to see what damage has been done to the rotary tendon. Long answer, but the short of it is that I DON'T want to have surgery. I think I can live with a 5# lifting limit, lol. Kind of discouraging...
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