Monday, December 2, 2013

Of Sorts

Sorry about the long pause.  I've been out of sorts, as have many around these parts.

The current king of "out of sortness" is A.  He's been battling what the doctors think is a virus for about 10 days now which initially manifested itself as hives all over his legs and arms.  Then they spread to his torso.  Benedryll helped a bit.  We went to the doctor and because he had a slight cough they gave him a z-pac.  They also tested for mono and strep which both came back negative.  That night after the first two antibiotics, the hives spread all over his body and his hands swelled.  Benedryll didn't help at all. He was miserable and didn't sleep a wink.  We went back in the next day and they decided to stop the z-pac and start him on pregnisone.  This made the hives stop almost completely and he seemed a bit better.  Then this past Saturday he started feeling worse and was complaining of body aches, nausea and fatigue.  This morning I couldn't get him out of bed.  Back to the doctor this morning, a flu and another strep test, and the further frustration of not knowing what's going on.  He slept all day and I at least got him to eat some soup and drink water.  He's currently rolling around on the couch after doing some homework and studying for the geography bee he's supposed to be participating in tomorrow (against his younger brother--hilarious).  I hope he feels up to going to school in the morning.  I'm hoping a good night's sleep will do the trick.  Crossing my fingers.

I have been really out of sorts since Jeanne's birthday and it carried over into my birthday when I passed her in years on earth.  That's just all sorts of wrong.  I spent the weekend with M at a soccer tournament.  I just wanted to be home with my boys.

My out of sorts has led to K being particularly out of sorts.  We're in a funk and are both too tired and stressed to even try to bust out of it.

E committed to William and Mary last week which has been all kinds of awesome.  How she let us know, and how the other members of our family dealt with the news has been all sorts of annoying.  Yet again, something that should be a happy moment for our little (okay not so little) family gets tainted by everyone trying to "own" E and cross the line.  In the long run, we're just happy to get to share our alma mater with her and watch her grow in such a cool place.

M...sweet lordie M...has been all kinds of difficult.  I am dreading high school.  Heck, I'm dreading this week.

D has been on another one of his eating strikes.  I try not to fight him on it, but it's so frustrating.  He's playing travel basketball now and I worry about him having enough energy.

L is our funny little guy.  He's started texting his cousin W on my phone and the conversations are priceless.  They love each other very much which warms my heart.

Work is...well work.  If I could change one thing in my life, it would be taking a sabbatical from work, but that's not feasible financially, so I continue to try to balance it all and feeling pretty useless on all fronts.

I need to snap out of it.  I don't want to repeat the Christmas Funk of 2012.

Fa, la, freaking la.


  1. Poor A! I hope he's better soon. That's scary.

    I wish you could take a sabbatical, too. A break to recharge can be so helpful, but there is just no way to swing it for some of us.

  2. Oh my word! Poor A! Poor you! There's nothing worse than a sick kiddo--especially when they can't determine what exactly is going on. I'm so sorry.

    I'm sure you and K are beyond thrilled E will be down here for school. It's such a wonderful, safe place, and a kick hiney school! I'm sorry your family is all spooty about it, though. That has got to be so frustrating. You are with her more than anyone else, so surely, you all know better than most what is going to be a good fit for her.

    As for the rest, I'm sorry about that as well. Funks suck--especially when you can't get out of them. I too had the great Christmas funk of 2012. I'm better this year--so far. So much better. I pretty much forced myself to decorate Saturday and Sunday as I too was feeling quite out of sorts. I'm not sure why, but for some reason, getting the house decked out has helped lift my spirits as nothing else could have.

    Keep hanging in there. The great thing about funks is they don't last forever. Thank god.

  3. I'm sorry things are so stressful right now. I hope A feels better soon, that M gets her act in order, that your extended family backs off, and that D starts eating again. Whew! It made me feel overwhelmed just to write that. No wonder you could use a break!