Why do they always get sick in pairs?

Oh how I hate when any of my kids are sick. The boys do it all together. Once one gets something the other is sure to follow. This week was not exception. Jackson came down with a fever of 103 on Wednesday night this week. He had the chills really bad too, literally his teeth were chattering. It was a long night and he stayed home from school the next day as well. By the next morning Wyland started running a fever as well. I knew it would only be a matter of time. Thursday seemed to go okay, they were both running fevers but we were managing them with the usual (Motrin / Tylenol). Friday Wyland was still asleep when I left for work that morning and Jackson seemed back to his chipper self. What relief I felt going into the weekend, oh but I celebrated too early! When I came home from work that evening my mother-in-law said Wyland had been just a terror that day. Crying on and off all day long, all he wanted was to be held and even that wasn't really enough. He was happy that I was home and since he hadn't had much of a nap Jeramie took him with him to drop Robie home. She also mentioned that while Jackson was feeling better he hadn't had much to eat, he said his throat hurt. So while Jeramie was gone I caught a glimpse of Jackson's tonsils. They were HUGE, red and covered in white spots. We all know what that means. So I called Jeramie and told him we needed to take them both to instacare. Off I went alone with the two boys. The place by our house is usually super fast. By this time it was getting close to 7pm and when I arrived there were 3 sets of people already waiting. So already I'm bummed. As soon as the kids are checked in and I sit by the fish tank Wyland starts crying. This kid cried for an hour straight while I walked him back and forth all over the lobby. Now all the people in front of us are adults. I couldn't BELIEVE that they would sit there and endure this 1 year old crying like somebody has chopped off his leg!! If it had been me I wouldn't have thought twice about letting the mother with 2 small (1 VERY unhappy) children go in front of me. After an hour the receptionist came out to give the boys Otterpops. I am not exaggerating how bad this crying was! Finally with just one lady left in front of us she tells the receptionist to let us go in front of them. YAY .. relief. I was so grateful. So soon we head back to the examination room, Wyland starts all over with his crying. The nurse and I were literally yelling at each other as she went through the list of standard questions. We're almost done when Wyland gets even more angry that the Popsicle has slid down to the bottom of the packet. What does my sweet child do? He shakes his arm!! There is now Popsicle splatter all of the nurse, all over the wall .. all over me. *sigh*

So they do the strep test and it comes back negative. But because it looks so much like classic strep she prescribes good old pink medicine for us. Thank GOODNESS! She also tried to get some steroid stuff into Wyland who just turned around and threw it up all over me. This has been one of the worst sick child experiences I have ever had (certainly the worst with the boys). Then once we get home and I'm administering the first dose of meds to the boys Baylee proceeds to knock one bottle completely all over the counter. Yep there were many swear words involved in that one. *sigh*

Jeramie calls Walgreens who agrees to call Instacare to ask IF they will call in a refill. I mean really? What am I supposed to do? Say to one of the boys, sorry your medicine got spilled so just suffer. Umm .. I don't think so. Instacare was nice enough to agree to a "refill" however this time instead of the $10 I paid the first time, I now have to pay another $15.99 to get a refill. Since it is less than 10 days. Do insurance companies not think that accidents happen sometimes? Especially when you're dealing with children. I'm so not impressed by this policy.

Needless to say it was a really long night. Jeramie is the best husband ever. I'll spare you the story of the bathroom incident (oh you Howard's know what I'm talking about), the "Kerry Temper Tantrum". Jeramie took both the boys to the basement and slept in the spare bedroom with them. He's such a great dad and husband! I am happy to report, as you can see from my previous post both boys were whole new children by the very next morning, they had a blast at the park.

Wyland throwing a fit on the floor in the exam room.

My only picture to document the event. I debated about taking some video just to show people how angry that little boy was.

Wyland gets the super glue.

So literally as I am sat here at the computer trying to catch up my blog from Lake Powell I hear a crash and boom. Right next to me where Jackson and Wyland were playing together Wyland has fallen off the little kid chair and sliced open his eyebrow! This is so dejavu. Jackson sliced open the exact same eyebrow around the same age, perhaps a little older. So off we go to urgent care. He was a good sport about it, didn't cry too much when it happened. It wasn't gushing blood or anything like most head wounds do. But it was looking kind of "meaty" if you know what I mean. Once we arrived at Urgent Care they debated about whether to send him up to Primary Children's. The advantage to Primary Children's apparently would have been that they could sedate him so that we would sit still while they gave him stitches. He's such a good baby I wasn't convinced that sedation would be necessary. So we stayed at Urgent Care with the option of either stitches or super glue. When Jackson had done his they used super glue and it hardly scarred at all. The Doctor said that the scar would be about the same. Only complication with super glue was because it was on his eye some could drip in his eye and it would be stuck closed for a little while. I didn't foresee that happening so super glue it was. He was such a good boy. Well okay, he cried the whole time, but didn't scream.

The wound.

Application of Super Glue. They wrapped him in a blanket rather than the papoose. So I sat on the table and held his body still. The nurse held his head still. The doctor applied the glue.
Jackson was fascinated watching as they worked.

Almost done buddy!
All glued up. Looks pretty good.
Jackson checking out the procedure table.

We survived and left with a sucker.
The scene of the crime. Wyland tipped off the red chair and I believe caught his eyebrow on the AC return vent that was on the opposite wall.

My poor sick baby!

As of last night BOTH of my boys are running fevers at 102 degrees! I have to say how annoying it is when your kids are burning up and you call the doctors and they just say .. "wait it out for 3 days". So in the meantime you have hot and miserable children for 3 days. It could be anything but the answer is always, wait it out for 3 days. It's just so sad. What's worse is this time it's not just one but two kids. I hope they both get well soon! But look how cute these pictures are, he's cuddling with his horse.