To say that my long weekend didn't go as planned is an understatement…
I got Thursday and Friday off of work for the extra evenings and weekends I worked recently and I was so excited to spend a long weekend with Harper since her daycare was closed all week for Spring break.
We started our Thursday with a dental appointment (okay, not so fun, but it had to be done and it's easier to do on a non work day). All was well at Harper's check-up and we headed out to meet my friend and her daughter for a little play date and story time at the library. I was feeling a little off in the morning, but I thought I was just tired.
(a little puzzle fun before we went back to the dentist chair where there were tears and screaming)
(happier times with Margot at the library after story time)
On the way home from the library, I called Kevin and asked if he could help get Harper out of the car because I wasn't feeling well. About 20 minutes later, all hell broke loose.
I will spare you the vivid details, but let's just say I had some kind of stomach virus that I am now describing as "the worst ever in life" and "it feels like death." I actually got a similar virus several months ago, but it did not compare to the brutality of whatever the hell this was and only lasted a day, including the recovery time.
So I spent the entire rest of the day and night becoming reluctant besties with our toilet and trying my best to drink some fluids and eat some crackers (none of which ever stayed down).
Friday morning, I woke up (I was able to get a little sleep after I thought the worst of it was over) and as the day went on, I realized that things were not good…at all. I was in so much pain, had the chills, could barely eat or drink and had a massive migraine.
I ended up making a call and my doctor sent me to the hospital. Sweet Candice drove me so Kevin could stay with Harper and stayed until I got too tired (she's so wonderful). To make a long story short, they did some testing, I was way dehydrated, ketones in the urine and all, and so they started me on IV fluids and Zofran and all that jazz. I was discharged late at night and spent the next two days at home recovering.
(dear IV fluids, thank you for making me feel human again)
I'm still fairly weak and am working on eating, hydrating round-the-clock and trying to feel normal again, which is a slow process right now. I'm still having some minor symptoms so I'm taking an extra day away from the office to work from home.
I feel fortunate that both Kevin and Harper are healthy right now, so there's that. And I have to thank my wonderful husband for letting me rest and being an awesome caretaker to me (and of course to Harper, but he always is!) during these four crazy days.
(trying on her new apple sunnies to make me smile)
I don't have much else to share from this dreadful weekend, but some cute things did come in the mail while I was recovering, so I'll finish this post off with those, because I never want to think about this weekend again and new hair products always make me happy!
The lovely folks over at Living Proof sent me some samples of some products based on my hair type that they thought I would like. I have used their products for years including my beloved prime style extender lotion (I use it before every blowout). I'm excited to try the perfect hair day shampoo, night cap overnight perfector (it has a 5 star rating on Sephora.com) and the restore instant repair lotion. I will report back and let you all know how these products are working for me!
(it's actually a beautiful bright periwinkle IRL)