Coco wins

I thought I had a bad day yesterday...

It seems Toser has a stomach bug.  The only day he went to school last week was Thursday and I guess he got it there.  He's been at CocoPop's since then and we were supposed to get him back last night but Coco called to say she was keeping him because he had been vomitting.  On her.  In Papa's truck.  I think Coco had the worse day.  We struggled here but I never had vomit on me. 

I feel bad that Bo is sick away from home.  I hear he's pretty pitiful.  We were tempted to get him but as Coco says, she would rather take care of only him and not everyone in our family-which would be the case if he infected us.  I see her point.  Of course she's going to get sick because these are the types of things that keep on giving.  ugh. 

Aaaaaannnnnnddddd Ben just came in to say he has a nail in his tire.  I have to laugh because if I didn't, I would be in a corner crying.  I would like for this week to be over, pretty please.

Neverending Pity Party

It's 11:30 am and I feel like it should be 10 pm.  It's been a helluva morning, y'all.  I'll spare you the gorey details but Tater's having some GI issues in addition to his respiratory issues (or they may be causing his respiratory issues since both systems rely on muscles-muscles which are already compromised with Tater's low tone; add illness and you have a perfect storm of stuff).  Interventions were performed and I have a tired, worn out little boy on my hands who passed out from sheer exhaustion.  I am feeling sorry for him and myself and if it weren't for my savior of a neighbor bringing me a nonfatnowhipmocha, I would call this morning a complete bust. 

I hate that Tater suffers like this.  I hate that he was doing so well for so long and now this.  I hate that I'm feeling sorry for myself in addition to him.  This sucks and I think I'm going to crawl back into bed. 

PS-my voicemail is full at home and on my cell.  I don't have the energy to listen/erase anything.  text or email me if you need me.

yeah. that

Remember how I said I hesitate to commit to things because Tater may get sick and then I have to cancel and that would make me feel bad?  Yeah, well, guess what.  Tater's pretty sick right now.  He'll be fine but he has this weird virus/cold thing going on, I had to take him to the ER this morning followed by an osbservation visit to the PICU and he's back on his vent and on medicines he hasn't been on in a while.  :(  So of course I'm having to cancel some things I feel bad about cancelling but I think we have to be prepared for this ickiness to stick around for a while. 

Dude.  I'm bummed.  For Tater.  For me.  For Mr. A who has to deal with both of us.  I'm not bummed for Toser who is currently rockin' a stay at Camp CocoPop where he is having every wish fulfilled.  Who's jealous?  Not me. 

Tater is scheduled for surgery next Friday and I really hope he gets well in time for that.  And I hope he feels better in time for us to go see Manny in South AL in 2 weeks.  I just want him to be better, period.  He's asleep right now and seems comfortable so we're grateful for that.  Off to get some much needed sleep myself.