Housework

So the last 2 days, I don't if you would call it spring cleaning, but I have been doing everything and not looking like much is getting accomplished. I pulled down spring clothes for the girls and did like 10 loads of laundry as a result. Then Sas and I cleaned her room and reorganized everything and cleaned under everything. Today is ZJ's room and dishes and more laundry. Maybe next week I will actually get the dusting, sweeping, mopping, curtains washed, and bathroom cleaned like I would like. It never ends does it. Anywho, I don't really have any other revelations, just been kinda blah, or I guess more appropriately complacent. I just don't really wanna do anything, but I know I need to. I don't wanna put any work or effort into anything lately. It all seems overwhelming to try so hard and still not get anywhere. I probably sound nuts right now, but that's the best way I know how to describe it. Hope everyone else is more energetic than me.

Pneumonia and RSV

So last week when my back finally started feeling better, Zoey started getting sick. We were up most of Tuesday night doing breathing treatments and downing motrin. Wednesday night was much the same. Thursday, I had to work so Zoey went to stay with my dad and stepmom. He is an RN and she is a respiratory therapist. Dad told me that Zoey needed to see a doc, because pneumonia has been going around and you could feel the rattle in her chest. So I called off work for Friday and got her in to see the doctor. And yes she has pneumonia and RSV too. We were in the doctor gettin x-rays, and lab work done and all that fun stuff for about an hour and a half. The fever still hadn't broken completely so on top of the inhaler and antibiotic she was still downing motrin. From Tuesday to Sunday, we used an entire bottle of motrin. Sunday morning was still rough and I was thinking maybe we should call the doctor and tell her that ZJ wasn't getting much better. She just layed around and slept most of the morning. For those of you who know ZJ, she does NOT lay around ever. But I put her in the bath and then later she went outside for a few minutes and seemed rejuvinated. Praise the Lord, by the end of the night last night she was being onery and running around aggravating her sisters and dad. As much as she drives me nuts and I love cuddling her when she is sick, I much prefer her being rotten and loud and energetic and full of life. She was so pitiful last week, her eyes weren't Zoey eyes, and she just wanted Mommy to hold her. It was nice last night to finally sleep all night long. I haven't done that for about 2 1/2 weeks. Well just wanted to let you all in on my fun and exciting week, now it's time to clean the house, since it hasn't been done for about the same amount of time I haven't slept!

Purpose Driven Life

So I know that most people did this like 6 years ago, but I've started reading Rick Warren's Purpose Driven Life. I had originally intended to start on Ash Wednesday, but since I spent Tuesday evening in the ER and was consequently given pain killers and muscle relaxers, I was in no shape to read Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday. I did start on Saturday though, and it has been a blessing. I think what I've already read, I already knew it was just brought to my attention in a different way, and actually made me think about it.
My trip to the ER brought about no information as to why I am having problems, and the subsequent doctor's visit brought nothing new to the table either. They were just ready to give me shots in the butt, that didn't help and prescribe lots of drugs to cover up the problem not fix it. I don't know if any of you have ever taken muscle relaxers and/or vicodin, but it is not something you do when you have a 2-year-old in the house. I would actually like to be aware of what she is doing not just doped up lying on the couch. The first day we spent at my grandmother's house so I could sleep and someone would be there to watch the baby. The next couple I just went without until it was naptime for her. Then during the weekend I started taking the vicodin and it messed up my stomach and gave me vertigo. So I stopped taking that and now I'm right back where I started. With all the pain and no cause apparantly.
Anyway, I am going to take the kindergartener to school and start my busy purpose driven day.