Sunday, February 27, 2011

The sicko.

It is a known fact: men are just big babies when they get sick.
Ask ANY wife out there and she will back me up on this one.
Guaranteed.

Lee caught something earlier this week and by Wednesday he was miserable.
I spent some time teasing him on how much of a wussy he was (because I am married to him - and it's my right.)
This was until about 11PM that night.

Why only to eleven?
Oh, because that is when his fever decided to spike to almost 104 degrees and the hallucinations began.
I won't go into great detail about his crazy behavior and the fact that his eyes were constantly rolling back into his head because quite honestly, it gives me goose-bumps just thinking about it.
I will say this though -  I am SO thankful that both of the kids were sound asleep.
Otherwise? They would be scarred for life.
He had me freaking out. I can't imagine how they would have taken it.

I spent the whole night trying to nurse him back to health.
Making sure he got his ibuprofin and tylenol on time, trying to cool him down with cool wash cloths, and even at one point contemplating if I should just take him into the ER. [This thought crossed my mind only after 2 cases of night-terrors.]
HORRIBLE.

Thankfully, his fever stayed at about 102 throughout the night and he finally got some sleep.
I made him an appointment for the following day and it turned out that he had bronchitis.
Oh, and that fever?
That was just his body doing it's 'job' to fight his infection.
(Um, right - and almost giving me a heart attack in the process.)

Later, I find out that he is known to have hallucinations with high fevers. He has since he was a kid.
For those who have never witnessed this? Let me just tell you: You don't want to. It's FREAKY.

Fortunatley, he was put on antibiotics and now he is on the mend.
After all of that I just find myself hoping and praying that me and the kids don't catch it.
That's all I need... Lee going back to work, while I am stuck in bed. DYING.
Yeah, let's hope that doesn't happen.
I've had enough of this crap already.

3 comments:

  1. Thank goodness he had you. I have this crud for two weeks now and one night I even called my momma. Darn it though she lives six hundred miles away so she wasn't much help.

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  2. Oh, Mary Lou. You poor thing. : ( FEEL BETTER... and if you need some chicken soup. Call me. ; )

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  3. Thanks Heather! Nate brought me some over Saturday. Homemade by my Sarah and it was really good. I think I am finally on the mend.

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