Today has been a hard day.
It started this way: 7 minutes prior to the alarm going off, Brooks is YELLING to Kate across the living room. There are 2 problems with this scenario: 1. Brooks is yelling, and 2. I just HATE being awakened just prior to getting up. I know it is childish, but it is what it is. So, I started out grumpy.
We were going to the barn this morning to get Reed ready for Shelby to visit. Shelby goes to church with us, and she is as horse crazy as I was at her age (I think she's 9). We got Reed up from the pasture and gave him a good bath. After getting him into the barn to dry off, the kids headed over to the play area (an older slide, plastic horse, etc.) while I talked to Mrs. Pittman. I heard some crying, and at first thought it was Brooks. But it was Kate. She got stung by something - which she thinks was a bee (she said she heard it buzzing).
I got her home and gave her Benadryl, but soon her eyes started swelling and she began to scratch herself intensely all over. We went to my doctor's office (it is 10 minutes from home, versus 30 minutes to her pediatrician) and they saw us immediately. At this point, her entire body was covered in hives and welts, and her legs were so very red. She got 2 epinephrine shots, oral benadryl and oral prednisolone, and an hour later we were allowed to leave, with a script for an epi pen.
So, after all the drama, we had to postpone Shelby's trip until tomorrow.
We went to Chickalay for lunch. That is when Brooks started to cry. Every time he took a bite of food he said his mouth hurt. He fell this past Saturday and hit the window casing, and I have not been able to get a good look inside his mouth to see if a tooth was hurt, or if he bit his mouth. So, we headed by the office - which, of course, was CLOSED for lunch. With both kids nodding off, I headed home for everyone to take a nap.
When Brooks woke up, he asked for his staple "Smiles" from Walmart - gummy treats. He immediately starts crying when he ate the first one, so I called the dentist and they said to come over. So, here we go again. They got us seen pretty fast, and THANKFULLY there is nothing wrong. I have no idea why it hurts to chew, but they x-rayed his mouth and and examined it, and it was fine.
So, after making stops at Target and the drug store to pick up Kate's script of pred for the next week, we made it back home. I stopped by the neighbors house who is a teacher at the school where Kate will be in a few weeks... (A FEW WEEKS!). Anyway, I got the list of school supplies from her, and was talking about their schedule, etc, and just STARTED CRYING AGAIN at the fact that Kate is going to school.
And, let me say, I think that Kate is ready for school and will love school. It is crazy, but it's like I will take her to school that day, and I won't see her again until she is 18. I think of her being so little, in the lunchroom - and what if she sits by herself? What if she talks to some children and they are ugly to her? And, what will my days be like without her home?
Let me just say something here: All I hear people say is, "Just wait until she starts kindergarten. You are going to cry." or "Things will never be the same."... I wish I could have heard some more positive things. I have heard so many sad things, and oh have I added more things - to the point where I have made it miserable for myself. Come to think about it, maybe that's why I have had almost constant ulcers in my mouth for weeks.... Just a thought....
So, tonight I am thankful for all the times that we have traveled places and Kate didn't get a sting. Like Cades Cove. Like times where she was with a sitter. I feel that God has truly watched over her and us, and I was so glad that I was there when this happened, and that help was so close by and ready.
And, I am thankful that school is still a few weeks away.
But, I am ready for bed. ♥
