So. Thursday night, Julia was back to the "coughing til she's puking" again. Friday morning, I told myself that it had been long enough, and unless she was hacking fit free, we were calling in a trip to the doctor.
The morning was uneventful. Right after lunch, we were back to square one, just like that. While I was on the phone with the doctor's office, she puked on the kitchen floor.
Sigh.
We headed in. We waited for over an hour, just to be seen. We were in the exam room for an hour and a half, during which my favorite doctor in the practice (yay!) looked at her, listened to her lungs, and I found out I was all wrong. I THOUGHT it was a dripping head cold making her cough. Turns out, it was all in her lungs. After a breathing treatment and more listening, bronchitis was the call.
We left with prescriptions in hand. It was after 6pm when I got home with 2 very hungry kiddos. There was no way in hell I was going to be able to make it to packet pick up in time, considering I still needed to get her scripts filled. And even if I could, I wasn't sure I WANTED to. I was freaking beat.
So I called it. No race for me.
I headed to the pharmacy and was THERE FOR OVER AN HOUR. During which I may or may not have shed a tear or two. I ended up going home with only 2 out of the 3 scripts (one of them was missing a strength and the doctor was paged several times and didn't call back - frustrating) and John ran back later for the last one.
After all that, I didn't even get up early enough to run on Saturday. I guess I was tired, huh. So Julia and I pouted together all morning. She was missing her bff's birthday party and I was stalking my friends and my sister.
I think secretly John was glad. I'll be gone this whole weekend, and it was nice to have that time all together. Silver lining and all.
Running at the beginning of last week was all sunshine and roses. But now it's more like taper running. You know - everything speaks. Was that my knee? Why does my shin feel like that? I can barely breath and I'm not even CLOSE to marathon pace. WTF???? This sucks!
But I know what it is. And I'm not listening.
Ugh...I'm sorry your little one is sick! The doctor's office has a way of draining the life out of people! I'm sorry you missed your race.
ReplyDeleteI am happy you got some rest on Saturday. You probably really needed it! I hope the meds help Julia!
ReplyDeleteUghhh, that sounds like the day from hell!! Poor kiddo. You should have called me - i am famous for going beserk-mode at the Walgreens pharmacy. I think they have a warning sensor when i go there. So frustrating. Glad you got the meds and everyone is back on track :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you've finally got a diagnosis, hopefully she'll heal up quickly. What a rough few weeks you've had!
ReplyDeleteHope she feels better soon. And you made the right decision. Don't feel bad about it! Smart is what you are, lady :)
ReplyDeleteSorry about the long day. It was probably better than you were able to stay home and get some rest. As someone who works in a pharmacy the biggest headache ever is doctors forgetting to put something on an RX and then not being able to get a hold of them. We do feel sorry it takes so long in that situation but of course our hands are tied :( Frustrating for everyone. Hopefully this week is a better week for you! :)
ReplyDeleteI hope Julia is feeling better! This week is going to be great!
ReplyDeleteHope Julia is doing better, sick kids are the worst. Sorry about the DNS, the things we do as mothers!
ReplyDeleteWe all have priorities in life. Being a mama is greater than being a runner. Not to say you could be a great mama without running in your life - you make room for both. But, when they butt heads, being a parent wins. You won't ever regret that choice (I hope)! Hope Julia is feeling better.
ReplyDeleteOh sorry to hear you didn't make it but being mom its one of those calls, hard but needed. Hope kiddo is feeling better. Lot so of hugs for both xx
ReplyDeleteYou were missed, but there in spirit! Sure hope Julia feels better soon!
ReplyDeleteOh man, bronchitis is nothing to mess with. There will be other races. I hope the meds are working wonders so Julia feels better and you are clear for this weekend.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad this is (hopefully) past you and you took time to rest!!! Your kids are so lucky to have you!
ReplyDeleteUgh. I have played that game with the kids before too....except that the barf ended up on my shirt instead of the floor. No bueno.
ReplyDeleteHope she gets feeling better soon!
I am so happy you took her in. It is so hard to be a Mom.
ReplyDeleteSorry your little one is sick, I hope she feels better soon
ReplyDeleteOh no!!! I am glad you were able to get her to the doctor, but how sad that she was that sick. Sorry about your race too...hopefully things start getting better all around soon!
ReplyDeleteYou're a good mama. Man, I hate it when the dr has better diagnostic skills than I do! ;)
ReplyDeleteWay too look at the silver lining. That'll help John make it through your time away. :) And way to not listen to your race hypochondria. I hate that point in training!
you are a great mom. that is a win right there. it is not easy being a great parent. I am sorry your daughter was sick. hope everyone is all good now!
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