Sunday, April 29, 2012

Rest


     After my son’s accident on Thursday I haven’t slept much.  My constant battle with the fever that cropped up early Saturday morning has left me feeling strung out and overly tired.  The doctor has prescribed rest and antibiotics for my son.  I wish he would have prescribed some for me.  I desperately need some.  Despite my ministrations, his fever raged on through all of Saturday and into today causing my worry to escalate and more intense one on one phone consultations with our doctor.


     
      I feel as I have been transported back into time to the days when my son was a newborn and I would constantly check on him while he was sleeping to insure he was in fact breathing.  I was a typical mother of a newborn.  I hovered over my baby worrying about whether he was breathing, eating enough, sleeping enough, crying to much, or if his poop was the right consistency.  I must have driven our doctor insane with my worries!  Since my son’s concussion I have been frozen in a constant state of worry.  Yes, I have prayed.  I have found seeing our doctor and trusting him to have the situation well in hand has calmed my fears a bit.  The adrenaline that fueled my panicked worry has fled me and left me feeling strung out and exhausted.  I still worry that my son will miss another day of school due to the fever that has stuck around.  The rule of thumb is that a child must be fever free for a full 24 hours before he is able to return to school.  As of yet, that hasn’t happened.







      I counted my blessings that at least he hadn’t vomited and only felt nauseated.  Feeling nauseated is perfectly normal when there is swelling on the brain they say.   Then my son vomited, and that obviously temporary feeling of things returning to as they should be fled and the worries returned.


       
   
     I am so tired, but do I dare rest?  He may need me.  There is laundry to finish up.  The groceries had to be bought and put away. The dishes had to be done.  I must write to fulfill my goal to blog each day for NaBloPoMo.  Is the washing machine and dryer finished with their cycles all ready?  The silence tells me they are.  It is time to put in more and fold more.  It is fast approaching 7:00 pm.  There is supper to be fixed and eaten. 


  
     

     Where did the day go?  Why do I feel like I haven’t accomplished a thing when I have?  Go lie down and rest my husband insists on one of his many calls today.  I can’t.  I must do this, this, this, and this first.  It is time for my son to have more antibiotic again.  It is never ending and time marches on leaving me in the dust.  Am I moving in slow motion while the clock speeds up?  There is no rest for the wicked, but hopefully one day soon there will be until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.


10 comments:

  1. Oh, Kathy, I feel your pain. Mommies have to wait to get rest until the crisis is past but it sounds like you may get some rest tomorrow. Hang in there! It will come soon, I pray.

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    1. Betty, I wonder why that is?? I miss my mom. She would be right here to take care of me and the kids. Oh well, just have to soldier on valiantly on my own. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments!!

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  2. I'm so sorry your baby is hurting. I mean, he could be 38 and he'd still be your baby, especially when sick or injured. I hope he heals up quickly and you get to have a much needed rest soon! *hugs*

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    1. The Host, you are so right!! He will always be my sweet precious baby. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments!!♥

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  3. I can imagine how tired you must feel. I've been there--with my youngest this weekend who spiked fevers over 103.2F and I'm still perplexed because all he complains of his being cold and a headache. UGH. I'm rotating Motrin and Tylenol and battling to keep his fevers down. Lowest it has gotten down to is 101.2 which tells me he's really fighting something.

    However, unlike you--my husband is NOT on the road so I've had help. The older kids can help with many of the chores...so I know I'm blessed...but not out of the worry zone. I think it is natural for us Mom's to worry and not rest :)

    Cheers, Jenn
    http://www.wine-n-chat.com

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    1. Jenn, you are fortunate to have someone you can lean on. It would be nice. Sounds like you have been in much the same boat I am in. Hope he is feeling better soon! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your comments!♥

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  4. I do wish I lived closer b/c i would be happy to help you out. I am so sorry you are stressed out and that he's still not quite right. How is he doing now? I've come to this post a little late in the day on Monday, so I am truly hoping he's turned the corner. And again, SHAME ON THE MEDICAL PROFESSION for not helping right after the incident happened.

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    1. Jo Jo, he is much better. His fever finally broke and I sent him back to school today. The doctor has restricted his activities so hopefully he will be OK. At this point, I have literally worried myself sick and with no sleep I am sick as a dog today with a head cold and sore throat. UGH. Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind comments. I am so pleased I met you through the A-Z challenge!!! ♥

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  5. Hang in there, Kathy! The day will come soon when your life will return to normal. It's good to keep up with your chores. Watching them pile up will only stress you out more. Try a 15 -20 minute power nap in the afternoon. They're amazing!

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    1. Beachlover, there is a lot of truth in that!! Thank you for stopping by to read and for your kind words!! ♥

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