Bedrest?

Well.  Because I'm somewhat OCD, my diagnosis--not a professional's, I have locked myself in the bedroom the last week as I ran fever.  Low grade with no other symptoms to speak of.  So bizarre.  I went to the doc on Friday.  She said I have a little fluid in my ears and some drainage with a little rattle in my chest, but no signs of any serious infections.  So she gave me a script for z-pac and told me if things get worse or if I'm still running fever by Sunday to start the meds.  Well by Sunday I was still running fever.  But I delayed and started the meds today.

I am going stir crazy in this bedroom.  Normally I wouldn't be quite so careful to avoid the kids, but with Little m's hives/whatever it is issues, I am being super careful to keep her well.  Tomorrow I take her to the ENT.  Hopefully he'll have some insight and I can relax my paranoia a little.  I am still traumatized over the stint in the hospital.

I started reading a book on my Kindle called the Happiness Project.  Or something.  It's kind of a neat concept.  And she keeps saying these things that hit me over the head like "THAT'S SO ME!"  For example she said that she's not unhappy or depressed, but that she finds herself  'always on the edge of agitation.'  I had a total aha moment (not to quote Oprah).  That's my problem.  I call it stress, but I guess it's always just being aggravated about something or at myself for not having something done.  It kind of drags me down and makes me not as happy as I could be.

So her first chapter talks about being more energetic by getting more sleep (if only), exercise (yeah I was right in the middle of that when fever struck) and--this I can completely relate to--getting more organized.  I have wanted for SO long, since we moved into the new house, to get it organized.  I have never been able to because something like this fever always gets in the way.

I can't even tell you how many times I've told my husband that if the house were clean I would be MUCH easier to get along with.  And you know what??  When the house is clean, my kids get along better.

Back to the stir crazy--I also miss my kids terribly.  I just want to give them a big old hug!  I'm supposed to go the CTMH convention in 16 days.  I really really want to cancel.  I could use that time so much more effectively here.  Like plan my first CTMH party....