ups and downs

i'm sick. chris is sick.
it started tuesday night. we both started complaining of a sore throat.
then in the middle of the night i woke up with my entire body aching and the chills.
took my temp and, sure enough, i had a fever.
took chris's - he did not. i took medicine and woke up feeling awful!
sore throat still there. whole body aching - still there. fever - still there.
i got to nap while mason took his which was WONDERFUL!!!!!
this morning the aching and fever was gone. HALLELUJAH!!!
but the sore throat remains. poor chris is still just as bad.
i discovered little white bumps on the back of my throat today.
guess what? the nurse at my doctor's office says i probably have strep throat.
yeah for me! so i made a doctor's appointment for tomorrow.
had to go out grocery shopping tonight because i was out of a lot of things.
my mother in law could not believe i was going out in my condition.
i told her, "stay away from the aldi's and walmart in flint for the next couple of days".
i was on my way to infest the stores with my germs. sorry everyone. it had to be done.
i was sad when i left the house because mason was crying and saying,
"don't leave me, mom! don't leave me!" why?
he wanted to go with me and cole to the store, but i told him he had to finish eating
his dinner (a problem we've been trying to deal with lately).
so i told him if his food was not gone off of his plate by the time i was ready to leave,
then he could not go. i had to be strong and stick to this rule.
well, needless to say, he played around with his food and it was still sitting there.
he saw me and cole get our shoes and coats out and he quickly
shoved a bite in his mouth saying, "wait, mom. just wait."
it was so sad and pathetic. my heart was breaking! i felt like the worst mom in the world.
but at the same time, i was being the best mom because i was giving him
tough love and not letting him win no matter how hard it was for me.
so i came home two hours later and guess where mason was sitting?
at the dinner table with the same amount of food on his plate that was there when i left.
he had sat there and cried for me almost the whole time i was gone.
heart wrenching! i know.
but, to kind of make the night better. i found out that while sitting there,
chris heard mason say, "it hurt, daddy. it hurt".
chris looked at him and saw brown smeared all over his hand.
yep! he had a poopie diaper and put his hand in it. LOL
chris had to clean it up.
my night is better now.
g'nite.