started out good actually. I woke up before the kids did, which is always amazing and unexpected! I got Tom situated back in bed (he slept on the couch because he was not feeling well). Then I made a pot of coffee...speaking of which, I am trying to switch to tea, but man oh man is it hard, some days I just want COFFEE!..., and I got halfways ready for the day (I'm still in pajamas but I have contacts in and makeup half on) and then the kids woke up, Brady and Halloran first. Still, so far so good. We ate breakfast and then Shelby woke up, with a smile. Until. Until I opened her diaper and tried to wipe the poop off. Cue screaming.
And then I noticed how much larger sore/wound had become. And then the bleeding started, the whole while she is just screaming her little lungs out...her hands even turned purple, Cue Mom freaking out..., so I gooped on her antibiotic cream and the desitin as she tried so very hard to settle down. Then I nursed her and put her in her saucer while I tried getting some things done. Then she pooped. Then it was strip her down and rinse her off in the sink and then let her soak in the sink.
Then the decision to NOT give her antibiotics anymore was decided by myself, which then started the phone calls to mom, a friend, and the chiropractor. Which then started the making of a homeopathic remedy for her ears which consisted of 2 tb. olive oil and 3 cloves garlic, heating for 20 minutes. During this time, Shelby is still soaking in the sink with her brother and sister helping me (don't worry, I was next to her the whole time, but yes, a little preoccupied) which then leads to a scream from Shelby, and not for the reason I thought.
Her dear siblings thought they would "help" me out by washing her up, which for some reason to them meant, "Hmmm, let's put the burt bee's soap and wash her eyeballs!" So ok, I'm sure that's not what they really thought, and yes, they were trying to wash her hair and stuff, but let's just say that a majority of the soap made it in to her eyes.
So, more screaming.
So I got her out, gooped up her butt again, and held her as she continues to cry.
Then the rest of the morning was spent finishing the ear drop oil, feeding her, putting in the ear drops, putting her down for a nap, cleaning the kitchen, dealing with the other children's needs, finally calling my sister because I had to something normal and talk to someone, and then making lunch for the kids...so then more cleaning up. Oh, still in my pajamas.
And that was my morning.
And then I noticed how much larger sore/wound had become. And then the bleeding started, the whole while she is just screaming her little lungs out...her hands even turned purple, Cue Mom freaking out..., so I gooped on her antibiotic cream and the desitin as she tried so very hard to settle down. Then I nursed her and put her in her saucer while I tried getting some things done. Then she pooped. Then it was strip her down and rinse her off in the sink and then let her soak in the sink.
Then the decision to NOT give her antibiotics anymore was decided by myself, which then started the phone calls to mom, a friend, and the chiropractor. Which then started the making of a homeopathic remedy for her ears which consisted of 2 tb. olive oil and 3 cloves garlic, heating for 20 minutes. During this time, Shelby is still soaking in the sink with her brother and sister helping me (don't worry, I was next to her the whole time, but yes, a little preoccupied) which then leads to a scream from Shelby, and not for the reason I thought.
Her dear siblings thought they would "help" me out by washing her up, which for some reason to them meant, "Hmmm, let's put the burt bee's soap and wash her eyeballs!" So ok, I'm sure that's not what they really thought, and yes, they were trying to wash her hair and stuff, but let's just say that a majority of the soap made it in to her eyes.
So, more screaming.
So I got her out, gooped up her butt again, and held her as she continues to cry.
Then the rest of the morning was spent finishing the ear drop oil, feeding her, putting in the ear drops, putting her down for a nap, cleaning the kitchen, dealing with the other children's needs, finally calling my sister because I had to something normal and talk to someone, and then making lunch for the kids...so then more cleaning up. Oh, still in my pajamas.
And that was my morning.
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Mandy
We'll keep her in our prayers for some quick healing!