What a week...

I was SO sick this week. So, So, Sooooooooooooooo sick. I went to a women's retreat last weekend, and came home sick. At first, I thought I had just a silly virus... but oh man... I was wrong. So Jeff took off two weeks of work for a staycation. And my mom and I worked really hard getting him a room at one of their timeshares for this week. I knew he could use some days away, to be able to spend time with God.. and just have alone time. He left on Tuesday, he wasn't going to go.. but I made him. It was so hard telling him to go, and inside screaming NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I am dying.. don't leave. But, I knew I was doing the right thing sending him away. So I had a friend taking Caleb to school and picking him up. Jamey is easy, turn the tv on.. and he'll sit. Gracie was a poop. She wanted to nurse constantly, and it hurt to nurse. EVERYTHING hurt. My temp was always at 101.5. Didn't matter if I took meds. I guess it liked that number. It hurt to breathe, to cough, to sneeze, to talk. I forced food down my throat, to keep my milk supply going. I also forced gallons of water down my throat as well.
I had sleepless nights, and trying to stay away days. I had a mother calling from Central California every ten minutes. Reassuring me, that sending Jeff away... was the right choice. My wonderful Mother in law found out I was sick through Facebook.. and called me. She stepped into mom mode and took over. She came and got the boys. That helped Jeff, knowing someone was taking care of me. I ended up going into Urgent Care last night. I was in and out, in the matter of 15 minutes (which was a good thing, cause Gracie was screaming for my inlaws) I was told that I had the flu AND the bronchial virus that is going around. Lucky me :) My fever finally broke last night. I woke up this morning, feeling much better. My husband is home, and he took over. I am still glad he went, and I would do it all over again in a heartbeat. He was able to spend quality time with God. He was able to get clear direction on some decisions he needs to make. He came home rested. He came home de-stressed. That is more important to me.
I am thankful, that Gracie did not get this. She has a cough.. but that's it. She was with me constantly. It was the Grace of God that protected her from this nasty sickness. My boys have runny noses and coughs... but that isn't anything new. I HATE HATE this season.