This past weekend was a blur. Mostly because I spent a better portion of it being sick. I started to feel achy on Thursday at work. And I know that is never a good sign for me. When my neck starts to ache and feels sore, I know I have something a'brewin. My throat started to hurt and by Friday night, I was running a fever. I woke up in the middle of the night shivering. It's a running joke in my family that I am sick most of the time, and my cousin Zach thinks I have confused the two. He thinks I am not really sure anymore when I am sick vs when I feel normal.
The family was in town to help my grandma move into her new apartment at a retirement village type place. I knew I wasn't going to be much help but I got up and showered and took about 1.5 hours to get ready since I had to keep taking breaks to rest and lay down. I finally made it Claremore at 11:45 and promptly placed myself on the couch. I stayed there until my brother told me to get up so they could load it in the Uhaul and then I moved to the carpet where I fell asleep. I had taken 4 Advil and by the time I woke up, drank some water and ate food, I started to feel like a human again. Allison looked in my throat with a flashlight at one point and got grossed out by the white spots on my tonsils.
We ordered pizza and hung out at Deeya's new place that evening and Rowdy Red came over to meet some more of the family. He kept telling Deeya how good she had it compared to what his grandma is experiencing in her living situation.
Deeya is having some trouble adjusting to her new place. She is scared and confused and doesn't know where anything is. Which I told her is normal for anyone who moves, but she is 77 and just wants to know where her stuff is and doesn't feel like looking for it, or taking the time to arrange things the way they were. She is much closer to me now and I feel better that I can go over there at any time if she needs something.
Please say a prayer that she starts feeling more comfortable in her new home.
Erin took the girls to see her friends twin babies on Saturday while the grown ups were doing the move. These sweet babies are a blessing to Brooke and Brett, who have waited so long for them!
I'm sorry to hear that you spent the weekend feeling yucky. Are you better now?
ReplyDeleteI can understand how your grandma must be feeling. A lot of the people I come across through my job are in that same phase in their life, and it's always difficult. She will definitely be starring in my prayers tonight! :-)