One of those weeks. Or two.

The last couple weeks have been rough, physically. It started with a raging flu last Monday night. Honestly the sickest I have ever been. After 8 hours of not being able to keep anything down and a fainting episode in the bathroom, I ended up in the ER in the middle of the night for IV fluids. Luckily, Miss T didn't get it and J had a milder form so after a couple days we were in tip top shape... At least for a few days.

This past Tuesday my chest really started hurting, and I started having trouble breathing. Luckily T's Nana (J's mom) was able to take her and back I went to the ER. A chest x ray, a bunch of inhalers and oral steroids later, I feel better than I have in ages!

This morning during breakfast T broke out into hives, all over her face and chest. It was kinda scary. I ended up back at the ER with her but after a couple hours of waiting the hives had completely dissipated and she was getting pretty sick of being there so I made the executive decision to leave after consulting with the triage nurse. She is completely back to normal so who knows what happened.

And to top it all off, T flipped over one of her toys when we got home and gave herself a bloody nose.

Sad monkey.

Pity party for one here please. (Or two, I'm pretty sure T would join me at this point)