Overdue Taylor Update

It's been a long time since I've blogged here. I can't really give a reason why. I've started several blogs but never seemed to finish them. Maybe I'm practicing a subconscious form of avoidance.

Last week the school kept calling me and telling me that Taylor was running a temperature. It would start off around 100. They would call me an hour or two later and say it's 100.4 and I needed to come and get her. Anything over 100 requires her to leave school.

Of course, Taylor didn't want to come home, she loves school. This is her last year and I want her to get every possible day she can in. On Thursday when they called, I drove over to the school, signed her out, and then went to her class. The teacher said, "look, Taylor isn't acting sick and we know she has a problem regulating her body temperature so she can stay if you're all right with it". Well, that works for me. I told them to stop taking her temperature unless she is acting sick. *laughs*

Taylor was sick a few weeks ago with pneumonia again. I was telling "The Bossman" that Taylor was sick and he looked and me and said, "you know she isn't "sick" really, it's more like she just isn't doing well anymore". Well naturally I started to cry. He's right, but I keep telling myself that she is sick because that implies that she can get better and we all know that isn't going to happen.

She's happy and I guess that is the most important thing. She's stubborn and a fighter so she just keeps chugging along, doing the things that give her joy. She just keeps smiling through it all.

She has a 3 hour test coming up next week because of the poor circulation on the left side of her body. They need to figure out what's going on there. They have a hard time getting a blood pressure on her left side and her left foot and ankle stay swollen all the time. I'm hoping it's just another case of "Tayloritis" (anything that stumps the doctors is called Tayloritis). Sometimes I much prefer that than something serious…if that makes sense.

What’s Been Going On

I guess it's time to update my blog and all my friends on what's been going on. I know I've been MIA lately. Everyone knows that The Bossman's mom passed away. I appreciate all your kind thoughts as does The Bossman. It meant a great deal to him.

The week after the funeral, I had to go to school and pick up Taylor. Of course she had a fever. It was 101 by the time I got there. She was also coughing a great deal. Now, when she left for school that morning, I hadn't heard a single sniffle, cough, or sneeze. I took her straight from school to the doctor. How can someone go from fine one minute to full blown pneumonia the next? I don't know why I act surprised, it's Taylor. That's what she does. Okay, I can handle taking care of Taylor, working, and trying to help The Bossman any way I can with his grief. I always wish I could say something profound that helps but all I can do is be there when he needs me to lean on.

However, 2 days after Taylor got sick, my throat started to hurt. Then my lymph nodes swelled up and my temperature spiked to 103. Yeah, just what I needed. The Bossman promptly (even though I didn't want to go, I don't argue with The Bossman) sent me off to Urgent Care. Sometimes it's annoying when he's right. I was thinking just a bad cold or something. Nope…I also had pneumonia complicated by my asthma and a viral infection of the throat. I can't remember the last time I was that sick. I just could not function. But we all know as mom's, we have to. The Bossman took care of the business…and wouldn't you just know that that week we got so many computers in, it was crazy.

I would feed and medicate Taylor, she would lay in her bed watching TV and looking at her car magazines and I would drag my body back to the couch. Of course, having a business out of your house means you can't be lying around sick in your pajamas so I had to lie around completely dressed. Not fun when your temperature goes up to 104. I had no voice so all I could do is gesture or write. The Bossman thought that was kind of fun because at night when we were watching TV, he'd talk to me and all I could was nod or smile. He said that was nice since he could say anything he wanted without any rebuttals from the peanut gallery.

Things are finally back to our normal. Taylor is back at school and so far so good…no calls. I am feeling almost 100%. I still have a lingering cough but with my asthma, that's normal. Now I'm just letting The Bossman sleep in while I take care of the office. He said we work in shifts. I have the early shift then he gets up and works until 2am. We are still busy as hell. There are so many computers in the shop right now that I've run out of room in our normal holding area…and it's big. In this economy though, we are doing very well and I am very thankful for that. People will come up with the money to fix their computers. I think sometimes they'll forgo food just so they can get on FaceBook, MySpace, or play WOW. Hey works for me. *laughs*

Hopefully I'll be able to catch up with everyone. I've started trying to leave comments on blogs. Bear with me as it might take me a bit.

*hugs to all my friends…I've missed you*

Yes I Did…Just Have a Pity Party

It's time for "Yes I Did Friday". This is the brainchild of Jeanette, so make sure you head over to her blog and link up.

Yes it is 2am on Friday morning and I'm sitting up because I'm scared to go to sleep. Taylor's fever is 103.5 right now and she is very "out of it". I know she is the one that is sick. She is the one that has to deal with feeling bad, but right now, I'm just very tired.

Yes I am having a moment of feeling sorry for myself. At least that's what I think I'm feeling. Right now, at this very moment, I wish I had a "normal" child. I wish I had a child who could tell me exactly how she is feeling. I wish I had a child that didn't have seizures. I wish I could trade the worries I have right now with the worries of…is she passing her college classes, do I like the boy she is dating, is she practicing safe sex.

My "Yes I Did Friday" post is just one big old poor me post and I apologize ahead of time to everyone. Maybe it's the lateness of the hour, or earliness depending on your perspective. Maybe it's that I'm tired and I just wanted to sleep in my own bed and not the lumpy couch that always sucks my butt in between the 2 cushions, forcing me into a V shape.

Yes I Did force you, my fellow readers to participate in my surprise pity party. Awww…screw it. I'm done already. I've given Taylor some medicine and I'm going to go do some mindless infomercial surfing, unless I get lucky and find an interesting show to watch in the middle of the Snuggie and Obama Chia Pet commercials.

Thank you for letting me vent and get it all out of my system. I promise I only have moments of self pity and I try to make them few and far between.

I think I need an AP & Nikki B intervention! They make me laugh.