Things in the house have been very crazy. Both boys are sick. As am I. Last night, the little one was having horrible growing pains and so I was rubbing his legs. I kid you not when I say I stood by the side of my bed for an hour, just massaging his little knees and calves. I stepped out of just a minute. When I came back to the room, not only was he crying, but my husband was standing in the bathroom covered head to toe in hives. Huge welts, everywhere.
So I walked out and went straight to the medicine cabinet. I realized it was also time for Ants and my meds too. I filled the little cups and got the kid all medicated. Filled a little cup of Benadryl for David. Then it was my turn. I started pouring my cups then realized it looked funny right before I threw it down the hatch. What was it you ask??? In the middle of all the craziness, I grabbed the wrong bottle. Yes it had my name on it, and it was the little small bottle, BUT...
What I needed was cough medicine. What I almost took...laxatives!!!
Luckily I caught that before I took it. Lord knows the last thing I needed was to have to lock myself away in the bathroom while the rest of the family fell apart.
Today was better. Anthony is feeling better. Alex spent the day with his Grandma. David is still a little under the weather and his hives came back again tonight, but no where near as bad. We will wait and go to the clinic instead of the ER. And my chest is clearing up. I sound like a 30 year smoker but it could be worse! The day was spent resting and reading, but I guess that's what weekends are for right?
**Just a friendly reminder to always read your medication labels. Make sure they are the right ones as well as the side effects so you know what to expect!!**