Quick update: I took Emma to the Dr last night after she had been complaining of ear pain all day, and started running a slight fever. The doc took a look, and said he couldn't see the eardrum with all the wax build up, so the nurse needed to irrigate her ears.
It was nasty.
Picture a clump of earwax the size of a pencil eraser. Now, picture four of those clumps in one ear. I almost lost my dinner, I am so very thankful I am not pregnant or I certainly would have. The other non-hurty ear had two clumps like that, plus a lot of loose goo. Sorry for the gross-out factor of this, but this is my blog and I get to share whatever I want! HeeHee!
The nurse told Emma that she has so much wax that she could send it all home with her and Mom could almost make a candle out of it. I politely told the nurse that that was fine, but she would then need to clean my vomit off of her shoes. She laughed.
Anyway, Emma has an ear infection, and for some reason she makes earwax that is so thick it cannot drain on it's own. There is no way to clean it out with a q-tip, that would actually make it worse. I got prescriptions for antibiotics and numbing stuff and something to keep her wax loose so this doesn't happen again.
Moral of the story? I now feel bad about how many times I have told her lately, "I know you can hear me, and I expect you to listen the first time." And then there's, "If you want, I can call Santa and have him bring you new ears instead of presents, since your ears appear to be broken." Oh, and, "Emma, stop shouting. I am right here, you do not need to yell for me to hear you." I am expecting some flabbergasting behavior issues will go away now that she can hear again.
Thankful for: I am thankful for my extended family. For the fact that when we need car repairs, we can easily borrow a car and not be stranded for a while. That we have a wonderful support network here that helps us out whenever needed, and that we are always here for each other. Our family is fabulous, and I am so thankful that we do not have family drama. We have our differences, mind you, but we all get along and whenever there is an issue, we work it out and move on. Time with family is fun and cherished, and not a time to dread or simply survive. I am so thankful for my family!
Looking forward to: Valentine's day! My fabulous sister-in-law Holly has offered to take my kids overnight so we can get out for a date night. My brother-in-law works on an oil barge, so he is gone for half the year, and is gone right now, so she tries to help out other people when she can. She had a great post on Valentine's day on her blog, you can read it by going here. Truly, this day is about love, and you can show love to others whether you are in a relationship or not. Holly is a great example of someone who truly knows how to show love. Thank you, sister!
What's for dinner tonight: Tonight we are going to Chuck E. Cheese for a birthday party tonight. Dinner will be the fabulous pizza they serve there. There is a good chance I will have a sandwich at home beforehand, although I am not "dieting" in the traditional way, I have no desire to consume that many calories on something so nasty.
Listening to: The kids watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Drew had a rough night last night, so he went down for a nap at 8:15 this morning. Yeah, that kind of rough. I want a nap, too!
Missing: Ben's Ted has been found, now Grant's has been missing since last night. Grant's is usually easy to find, I'm sure he just set it somewhere random and it will show up by later today. I know, famous last words.
Wanting/needing: A date night with my hubby. Two days, baby!
Quote of the Week: Those of you who follow Still seeking Sanity on Facebook will have already heard this one, but I wanted to put it here as well. What's that? You didn't know this blog was on Facebook?!? Well, go HERE and become a fan!
Anywhoo, Earlier this week Grant woke up sobbing from a bad dream. The next morning, Marty asked him about it. "Grant, did you have a bad dream last night, buddy?" Grant looked so solemn and serious as he replied, "A monster took my dream." Ben, who was standing there as well, piped up, "A monster di nit take my dream. I put it in my pocket." And then he opened up his pocket to show Marty where he had put his dream to keep it safe from the monster.
Later, I talked to Grant about it again, and he basically said that he had had a bad dream, but then a monster came and took the bad dream away so he could not remember it anymore. I tend to occasionally forget that my kids love monsters and that they are the good guys sometimes.
Have a fabulous weekend, and Happy Valentines day!