|Feeling ok. Not happy but torrerable.|
|My awesome hubby had my father in law bring my kids to see me after school. They couldn't come in the hosptial but I was happy to see them out my window. They are saying love me "this much"|
I wasn't sure if I wanted to be home but Dr said I was ready so I guess I had to be. I didn't think I wanted my kids home when I got home because I thought it would be too hard with them in the house. I asked my mom if she could keep them for the night so I could relax and Andy could just take care of me and not me and all the kids. I was so relieved when she said they could sleepover and I spent the day just doing nothing but attempting to "eat" and drink. I was not thrilled when I got a text from my mom at 2am saying that my 8 year old just threw up. Really?! That is not cool. Then she text me at 7am saying that my 2 year old just threw up too. OMG! I CAN NOT get sick! I called her and asked if they could stay another night because they couldn't come home. I couldn't get exposed to anything right now. I felt sick at the thought of me even possibly throwing up while like this. She said the kids wanted Andy and I. I feel sad saying that I had to be selfish and say that they needed to stay away.
So the kids got sick late on day 3/early on day 4. My mom called me later that afternoon to say that Kira only threw up one more time and Reed, the 2 year old, threw up two more times. I asked her to let the kids spend one more night. Talk about major stress. Recoverying from jaw surgery was already too much and sick kids made it a nightmare.