The Good Things Never Last

I should have known we were in for a doozy when my weekend went so well.

Even Monday didn't go too bad. I have for some reason, decided to take on the task of not only "helping" Grandma paint her room (Which has seen no changes for the last 20 years), but, I've agreed to do a "sponging" technique over the base paint, not once, but twice.

After nearly two hundred dollars, we were well equipped to start. Problem was, it was almost 6:00pm and my family was waiting at home for me to come make dinner.

I knew something was wrong with the middle boy when I walked in the door. He was coughing and hacking really bad. I asked Chris how long he'd been doing that, he said since he got home from school.

So, they sit down and eat dinner, which is promptly thrown up by said middle child, because he is coughing so hard. So, in a last ditch attempt, I sent him into the bathroom and steamed it up real good so he could breath it in.

As stupid as that sounds, it usually works.

It didn't. He couldn't catch his breath. He said his heart hurt. He was starting to run a fever and his heart was pounding so hard I could feel it through the sweatshirt he had on.

Time for a trip to the emergency room.

Two breathing treaments, a set of x-rays on his lungs, two shots, and four hours later they told us what we already knew. He has pnemonia.

The cost of the medication $155.66

I almost died. Since I haven't started working, we are down on funds and we just didn't have it. I knew that Grandma would help us, but I also knew that after hitting the Home Depot yesterday, she wouldn't be able to cover it either, so, I started making phone calls.

Luckily, I was able to talk to a social worker at the hospital who told me to bring the prescriptions down to the hosptial pharmacy and they would fill them and when we got our state insurance for the kids, we could just call the numbers in.

So, a bit of a rush and we made it down there, got the medication and he's hopefully on his way to recovery.

Just a note to those who have been following my "to medicate or not to medicate" situation, I've decided to start taking prozac again. I'll post more about it later.

For now, I'm going to take care of my sick son.