What a Week!


Isabella fell asleep on the ottoman before we could
even get her into bed

You've heard the expression, "Thank God It's Friday", well we are truly thanking God that it is Friday, after the week we have had here in the Tindall household.

Monday was fine and we were moving about our normal routine quite nicely. A little sluggish from the weekend, but other than that no problem. Olivia was playing around nicely ... until ... she woke up from her nap and (there is no pretty way to describe this) started barfing all over the place. Out of nowhere we went from calm and collected to CHAOS!! These lovely events continued through the evening and even after we put her to bed. We were in her room probably 10-15 times throughout the night and our little "Livvy Love" (who always has a smile on her face) looked so sad. These are terrible times as a parent, because we couldn't help her, it just had to run it's course. So we loved her, held her and did the best we could.

Tuesday morning, she woke up looking and feeling a lot better. She was lethargic, but we were able to give her PediaLyte mixed with water and she started to bounce back with only a few moments of sickness.

The rest of Tuesday was relatively uneventful, but Wednesday brought us Round 2. Isabella got up from her nap saying her belly hurt and within an hour she was "worshipping at the porcelain throne". At least she is old enough now to know when it's going to happen and get herself to the bathroom in time. She went through much the same routine as Olivia, but by bedtime she was pretty much done with the active sickness and slept restlessly through the night. She skipped school on Thursday and they both played together nicely. What I haven't told you about round 2 is that on Thursday morning, Silvia went to get out of bed to tend to Isabella and her muscles in her back tightened up so badly that she could barely move and felt severe pain in her chest. I watch way too much TV and thought she was having a heart attack, because she had pain in her chest and couldn't breathe. So I ran to get her an aspirin and was ready to call 911 if necessary. After it subsided enough that she could talk, she told me it was a muscle thing, not a heart attack (thank God).

So we managed to get her to the couch downstairs where she spent the morning. Thanks to her sister Anna, Silvia was able to limit her activity in the morning while Anna watched the girls. I, in the meanwhile, was studying for a very important test that I have to take next week for my new job. In the afternoon, we got everyone to nap time, I gave Silvia a muscle relaxer and she went for a good night's (afternoon's) sleep. I, also had to venture to the family doctor's Thursday evening for a digestive problem that I was having as the result of pain medication that I am taking for my knee pain. I won't get any more graphic than that, except to say that all is well now.

Today, we all seem to be doing better and we are thanking God for His healing and His comfort during our time of need this week. This week was truly one for the record books.

Stay well, wash your hands frequently during this sick season and we will pray that your family stays healthy. Here are some pictures of Isabella during her bout with the bug, they are sad, but totally expressed how she was feeling.



Poor Baby!


Isabella gives us her "zombie" pose