Flu, flu go away - weekend of 1/2 September

Following that crazy week of sickness and all the rest, my hubby was just not getting better. Needless to say I was a little concerned that his cough and malaise were just not budging. I was still feeling unwell and the hives were out in full force once again so we all marched off to the doctor on Friday afternoon. Hubby was given antibiotics. I was not as sick as him and with IVF looming the doctor was afraid to prescribe anything for my being sick (not nearly as sick as hubby though) and for the hives. She said if we were not doing UVF she would give me prednisone...I am not much of a fan of cortisone stuff unless a must. I was also using telfast less and less - meaning more hives. (I am trying to eat a little more healthily - the hives did dwindle a little but come and go) I asked her if a sort of detox might help and she said to try it and has also referred me to an immunologist in Brisbane - his next available appointment is only in December. Poor Jos was beside herself in the doctor's room. She hated the doctor using the stethoscope, checking temperature etc...and that was on us, not even on her. Her little lip dropped as she first saw mommy, then daddy being examined. She was quite distraught (this happened also when i painted my toenails - she cried for some time when she saw my toenails - I popped some nailpolish on one of her toes and this did not sit well with her. She cried and performed and was only calm once i had removed it again) Hubby started the antibiotics and still felt horrid. He managed to venture out with us on Saturday morning but by the afternoon - well getting home he dropped into bed and slept...which is very unlike him. I took Jos out to the park and just tried to keep her entertained while he relaxed a little. On Sunday was father's day in Aus. We got daddy a few goodies for his BBQ including a rotisserie. Poor daddy still wasnt feeling well so Jos and I went to the big park and had a long play there. She fell asleep in the car and had a decent nap and in the afternoon we went to the park up the road, again to give daddy some time to relax and sleep. He really wasnt well although managed to cook for us on the BBQ. Sad to say our weekend was more abou missing each other than seeing each other and hubby still hadnt improved much despite getting meds!

My week

So last week began with a lovely morning devotion by one of my lovely colleagues, Kylie. I enjoy our Monday morning staff gatherings and some hit the spot more than others. Kylie showed us this youtube clip of Derek Redmond - it is below. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5dgJwEvhrA She tied it in with Father's day, and having our Eternal father beside us all the way. She also gave out little pieces with scripture on and a space to write. The one for someone you appreciate. Jacques wrote my name on his one and I wrote his name on mine. There was also one for someone who is going through a struggle. I put down my friend Karin (she worked with me in South Africa then moved to New Zealand) she was once again facing a battle with cancer (she had breast cancer in SA and overcame it) Since then however she sadly passed away (Sept 1) and leaves a husband, and 2 daughters and many loved ones behind. It can't be easy losing a loved one. I was aware that her time was limited but it is still so sad. I became aware that she was rather unwell again on facebook and then her husband put a few updates on her page. Messages streamed in - messages of memories and happy times. Many farewelled her too. I am sure that Jesus is running alongside that family now. Anyway, that was not meant to be that sad but it makes us appreciate life that bit more, realise and enjoy our blessings. Tuesday hubby stayed home sick but came in the afternoon for an important meeting. He fetchec Jos from daycare. She came up to my desk and was picking up my work phone saying "Allo" - she is so cute. When I got to the car then I found a book titled "Guess how much I love you' placed on the steering wheel (we swapped cars coz only the one car has a carseat) Isn't he sweet. He ordered it a while back and it arrived in the post that day. Wednesday hubby was still unwell and I was starting to feel a bit under the weather. I felt guilty but rang daycare and they had a spot for Jos. I got to have a 2 hour morning nap - just what I needed I think. The morning was rather busy though because we dropped Jos off then the car had been booked in for a service a few weeks earlier so we dropped it off and had to get back home (after quickly buying some meds) for an ant inspection that had also been scheduled earlier in the week. While the termite people were here the postman arrived with big box...my vacuum cleaner...I was so happy coz i really missed it. The little clip that coonects one part to another broke off. We took it back to the store where we bought it but they said to ring the manufacturer. I rang them. They organised collection. A guy fetched on Tuesday of the previous week and I was not sure what the outcome would be (they can choose not to replcae it if they think it is not a manufacturing fault) I was not sure what to expect. This was Wednesday when a BRAND NEW vacuum cleaner arrived in the post. How amamzing. Our car service also was less than the previous one (Dealerships esp big ones rob you!! Our guy is a nice small one but seems to do a good job as more than pne person has recommended him) Thursday hubby returned to work. I still felt a little off colour so I sadly missed Zumba and it was cancelled the previous week due to the instructor being unwell. I ordered a pink shirt online - it arrived in the post. Yays :) Friday the hormones were definitely taking their toll plus a TERRIBLE hive outbreak. I had a teary start to the day. I was so thrilled when a parcel arrived in the post:) It really brightened up my day. A package from my sister-in-law, Kimmy containing a magazine, chocolate and 'real' utensils for Jos. All she is interested in is the knife! She stabs food with it as if it is a fork and tries to eat food off of it like a spoon! Jos and I also went to the shop to get daddy some father's day presents. We went to Bunnings (hardware store) first and then to Big W. We also got Jos 2 cute sets - 2 pairs of tights and 2 shirts plus one yellow shirt - i like yellow. Hubby still wasnt well and went to see the doctor and I also went with my itchies. We went together. Jos was very unhappy and cried when the doc listened through the stethoscope, checked our temps and looked in our ears. I was first and her little lip just folded downwards and then she cried and said 'mommy mommy'. This was repeated with daddy too. Hubby was given some antibiotics and I sadly coudl not take anything since IVF is looming... Anyway, hopefully we are all on the path to recovery. Thank you for reading :)

Teddy bear's picnic

Despite hubby not feeling great we ventured to Hervey Bay to the 'Teddy bear's' picnic. We were naughty to miss church but wanted an early arrival, as it was finishing around lunchtime. There were plenty of activities including jumping castle/slide thing, face painting, teddy hospital, fishing for prizes (we did pass this one and I think Jos was more interested in hopping into the the little pool than fishing for the ducks). We had to keep a very close eye on her as she continuously wanted to dart towards the water. There was a barrier but we were on a bit of an incline and so when she headed that way, it was with a speed. (And she wanted to do it often!) We bumped into a colleague from work's wife and their 2 kiddies. I took Jos for a little walk around (and we missed out on free cake by a second!! - They had cake to celebrate Harvey the Whale's 3rd birthday). We watched the kiddies do some activitie up front - lots of dancing and jumping around. She is still a little young for that but she liked watching. She does not sit still. She just wants to be up and off. We did try tempt her with tea and biscuits but to no avail. She did eventually become lethargic - from being tired I suppose. I bought some candy floss (fairy floss as they call it here) and tried to tempt her to have a taste. She only but performed and would not even let a morsel touch her lips. We also bought her her first ever show bag. Show bags are 'big' here, as in very popular. The bigger the show, the bigger the variety. They also have a poster up showing what is inside each show bag so you can choose and they have bags for boys and bags for girls. Jos didnt really know what was in it and only once we got back to the car (And mummy fished out the 'dodgy stuff' ie the stuff she could possibly swallow - a lolly and a necklace type thing - i have put the necklace in safe keeping until she is a little older. It's nothing fancy so could go to the bin, but i am sure she would enjoy it for dress ups in a few months time. Before we left we decided to take a last walk around without the pram or bag. Jos even got rid of her shoes and then she scrambled around through the crunchy leaves, chased some unsuspecting Ibis' and thoroughly enjoyed just playing, running this way and that and investigating nature. She picked up leaves, sand and grass and just seemed to love every moment of the sheer simplicity we often forget to enjoy and savour. Life through the eyes of a child certainly is refreshing. A short nap, lots of coughing later and a visit to the park we were ready to call it a day. Jos had a very bad night though. Lots of crying and coughing - her and daddy both (daddy was coughing not crying) She woke up several times and battled getting back to sleep. At 3 am i was desperate for just a bit of sleep. Since hubby was in the spare room due to all his coughing and snoring, i thought I would put her in the bed with me. She thought it was wonderful! Over an hour of me telling her to lie down quietly and sleep was pretty futile. I was however, smiling in the dark as she would lie down for short periods then yell 'daddy' 'daddy' 'tea' tea'. I had my back turned to her, then she would pat my head and say 'Ello' Ello'. This went on for over an hour. I had no choice but to take her back to her bed and much to my surprise with very little fussing it went quiet and she slept until after 6am. Eish, but I was tired on Monday as was poor sick daddy...