Happy Monday Friends! I’m kicking off today with a little weekend recap for you. Saturday was an absolute nightmare. I have no clue what crawled out of Dante’s 8th Circle of Hell and found it’s way into our house but it’s got to go. We had a whole slew of terrible happening. Nausea, vomiting, stomach pain, headache, dizziness, fever, body aches and cold chills. Not to mention the head colds/sinuses everyone has thanks to Southern Indiana’s 4 seasons in a week weather.
If you aren’t familiar with Southern Indiana and it’s “wonky” weather, let me fill you in. Southern Indiana is a beautiful place filled with Gods hand painted skies and is mostly made up of three main components. City, country (woods, lakes, farms, etc), and fields. Corn fields, bean fields, hay fields, etc. You name it, we most likely have it. This is all well and great until harvesting season and spring time. Basically everything is yellow or is covered in some form of dust. A couple months out of the year we look like a yellow taxi hub. The last couple weeks have gone a little something like this…winter storm warning, freeze advisories, to Spring weather (we like to call this “fake Spring), to Summer shorts and tshirt weather (70s and Sunny), followed by severe thunderstorms, monsoon type rain, tornado warnings accompanied by actual touchdowns in various places, flash floods, wind advisories (up to 80mph in some places), which finally brings us coming back full circle to winter with snow flurries. Picture that… all seasons in a week. It’s s like having seasonal allergies constantly on roid rage. Now, coming back from that little weather detour and getting back to the 8th Circle of Hell.
I was so sick Saturday morning I had to have my husband take me to urgent care. So after almost a 2 hour trip at Urgent Care, a negative Covid and Flu test, 2 shots in the rear end, and a trip to the pharmacy, I came back home to ride out whatever “virus” this was in a phenergan and Toradol induced stupor. Thank the Lord the stomach virus part only lasted the weekend. I refuse clean up anymore bodily fluids from anyone, myself included. Plus, thanks to one of my kids I may never eat eggs scrambled eggs again! After what felt like 6 weeks of sickness, I have blessed the house with Holy Lysol and cleansed it surfaces with Holy Clorox Wipes. The rest is in Gods capable hands. I have to say, it was the LONGEST 48 hours EVER! Of course the kids faired better than I did (praise the Lord) and were able to bounce back after about 24hrs. You would never even know they were sick. I’ve already broken up multiple arguments, a WWE fight between the boys, and was given a hair and makeup makeover by my 4yr old. My husband told me I looked like the walking dead and my teenager asked me if I fell outside. Now that all right with the world again, here’s to hoping the rest of the week will be smooth sailing. I guess only time will tell.
Until next time!