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Things started to go wrong this past Tuesday, when my 5 year old sprouted a fever of 103.
On Wednesday, we went to the pediatrician because the fever persisted and was accompanied by a massive headache, which kids his age rarely get. Negative Swine Flu test.
On Thursday, the clothes washer started to act up. It sounded like a raccoon was trapped in there. Later in the day, the 5 year old's temp was up to 106 and he looked terrible.
On Friday, we were back in the doctor's office. Again, negative Swine Flu test. Strep test was also negative. "Just a rogue virus," the pediatrician said. Later in the day, one of our MacBooks stopped letting us log on.
On Saturday, my minivan's battery died and my cell phone stopped working properly. While trick or treating that evening, the toddler developed a wet cough.
On Sunday, the 5 year old's fever was still there and my husband stayed in bed all day fighting a cold. The toddler's nose was running like a garden hose.
Pardon me, but %$@*&!!!!!$%%^&&%# and @!!!@@#@!**&$^$%$ !!!! (Big exhale) I feel better now.
Here's hoping this week is better. We already replaced the car battery and my 5 year old's fever is gone, so we may be pulling out of this. Please send good thoughts...
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Hate those crappy weeks. I used to have something major happen at least once a week for several years. I couldn't believe. I think the worst was when the vacuum broke when the boiler guys were cleaning it out and it went right thru the house, fine sort on everything. It happened in the basement which was the kiddies playroom at the time. Not only that, it happened again the next time...not as bad thou.
Hope you week and everyone gets better soon.
Thanks Shelle!
I've had better days too. I snapped at a telemarketer. Never done that before. The guy called up with a real official sounding voice and said he was from the something something order of the police and said, "don't worry you're not in trouble" and I interrupted him and said, "wait, are you a cop?" And he paused a few seconds and said, "no." And I said, "so, you are a telemarketer?" And he said, "yes." And I said, "well, then why did you initimate that I might be in trouble? Why did you try to make it seem like you were a cop?" Ten second pause, he says nothing. I say, "So, you SCARE people into giving you money by pretending you are a cop and that is how YOU telemarket!" Then I hung up.
Not my finest hour,
Johnny D
I hate when this happens. And it always seems to happen -- at least to me. Its like one disaster begets another.
Good thoughts are coming your way. Take care and here's to a brand new week and some good fortune.
Is your little guy OK?
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