Will It Ever End?

There never seems to be any downtime in the Dunlap house! We're still in the midst of perfecting Mitchell's potty use, which makes going anywhere a super fun (that's me being sarcastic). On top of that, Mitchell picked up the hand-foot-mouth virus last week. He was pretty sick Thursday-Saturday. He's feeling better, but still wakes up during the night because his throat hurts. Dominic has also been up during the nights battling a nasty cold. Mom and Dad haven't gotten much sleep. On top of that, Mike caught the flu and has been sick the past few days. That leaves me to take care of all these boys!

Saturday we were in Detroit for Dominic's MRI at the Children's hospital. My wonderful in-laws accompanied me so I wasn't hanging out downtown Detroit by myself, while Mike took care of Mitchell. Everything went well, it just made for a really long day of driving and waiting. We haven't gotten the results yet, but should hear this week. I'm very interested to see if anything has changed since he's been off the Vigabatrin.

Waiting with Bampa for my MRI

The nurses were nice enough to leave my thumb out when starting the IV

Going in for the MRI

All done and waiting to wake up!

I've learned there is no rest for the weary! After a long Saturday and a Sunday with all my boys sick, I was hoping to make an early dinner and all go to bed. Nope! I was using my brand new mandolin slicer to make sweet potato chips and it got stuck, so I pushed a little harder and OUCH - lost the tip of my finger. It was pretty bad so we ended up in the ER. Fortunately the tip will grow back, eventually, but they had to cauterize it to stop the bleeding. So, it hurts like a you-know-what and looks pretty nasty. Plus I look really cool with a big bandaged finger.

This morning at 1:00 am Mike and I awoke to Dominic screaming. He was having a seizure. He had another one at 4:00, 5:00, 6:00 and 7:00 am as well. Not sure what this means. He has been exposed to a lot of illness, but he's supposed to be on enough seizure meds to protect him from seizures, even when he gets sick. We gave him a Clonazepam and called the neuro office; we're just waiting to hear back.

So, like I said, no rest for the weary! The past couple mornings I've had to beg God for the strength and patience to get through the day. Sick kids + potty training + throbbing finger + seizing baby + no sleep = one very tired, worn out and cranky mama :o( Mike says I need to make time for myself to stay sane, but how do you make time for yourself when there aren't even enough hours in the day to take care of everyone else? Still, I know that God never gives us more than we can handle. He must just be testing my limits this week :o)