Friday, April 12, 2013

There are no words......

Sometimes we become so absorbed in our own daily lives that we forget one of God's most important rules, "Help those who cannot help themselves."

Sean was in a rush this morning to get out the door. He had to meet his boss in Pasadena, which is an hour and a half from our house, by 10:30am. But before he headed out, he had to stop at the grocery store to pick up milk, eggs, bananas and cereal for the kids. Right at the light entering Albertson's was a man who clearly didn't belong standing on the side of that crazy road. People are driving 60 + MPH down that highway, all hours of the day. Sean said this mad wasn't right. He was standing next to one of those AT&T call boxes, the brownish-green, tall boxes for emergencies. He was patting and stroking the thing, and just moving very weirdly. Sean thought he might be mentally ill or on drugs. At one point, he made eye contact with Sean and that's when he knew something was not right. Immediately, he thought to call 911 because he was afraid for the mans life. The light turned green and he turned into the Albertson's parking lot, searching for a parking spot. He looked at the clock and saw it was nearly 9am and rushed into the store to get what he needed....forgetting about the man.

As Sean was waiting in the check out line, there were two firemen in front of him, getting snacks for the day, when they got a call. They immediately took off, leaving their snacks behind. Sean was pulling out of the store when he saw where the firemen had gone, directly across the street. He looked to see what had happened, and there lying in the street, barely moving his legs, was the man he saw on the opposite side of the street. He had somehow almost made it across, but was struck by a white SUV just before getting to the other side. Sean came home minutes later and said to me, "I just witnessed something awful." As he told the story, he broke into tears and said, "If I had just taken the time to call 911 right then, he might have been alright."

Today is our 12 anniversary. Instead of remembering this day as a celebration of our love, we will both remember it as the day "our lives" were more important than saving someone else's....kinda makes me feel sick.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Easter 2013 and other random catch ups....

Since life has been so crazy around here with illness and Sean starting a new job, I have found little time to blog. In fact, I started this post on Easter Sunday, it's now a week later and by time it's finished another week will have go by.....sigh. Where to start.....

Sean's new job is a Mon-Fri gig, so I have had to rearrange my entire school schedules. (Both the kids and mine.) We were on a Fri-Tues schedule, so over spring break I was able to get things a little more organized. We are well into the third term and doing much better. Having weekends off does have its disadvantages though. Sean has found it annoying to do the Costco runs. It's so much more crowded on Sat and Sun. Plus our Disney passes aren't good on Fri or Sat, which leaves only Sunday and its always so much more crowded on the weekends. No that we have been able to go for over a month with all our illnesses.

The kids have finally gotten better. No more stomach bugs or chicken pox. However Cian has developed a staff infection. He has this painful boil on his left arm, right in the joint and another huge one on the back of his neck. Both he and Lizzie are susceptible to them and we don't know why. The poor guy is in so much pain and he can't even go out to play.

On to was a crazy one, as always. The kids had us up at the crack of dawn. We took Sam and Lizzie down first to get their reaction to the baskets and egg hunt before the heard could steal everything. Sam caught on to the egg hunt very quickly. Nothing gets past that little guy. Lizzie had no interest in finding eggs. She just sat on the couch eating candy. The video below is the kids stomping down the stairs to find their baskets. Please excuse Sean's attire. As you can see, it's early and we didn't have time to really "dress" for the occasion.

After the basket raiding, it was on to the egg hunt. The Easter Bunny only bought 3 dozen plastic eggs this year, so the older kids had to take it easy on the egg seeking, which of course didn't go over well with Declan. He complained about it the entire time. The Easter Bunny tried to hide some eggs in harder to find areas, but there isn't many places like that in this house. It was pretty much a free for all. They were just going crazy. I just couldn't get Lizzie to participate though. She just sat on the couch. I don't think she was quite herself yet from the illness.

All the eggs were filled with Jelly Bellies and these hard almond candies. I thought they were Robin Eggs, so I had to confiscate them from the little ones. Of course that didn't go over well. They were eating the candy out of the eggs as fast as they were finding them. I was afraid we would end up with vomiting kids again, so I put a stop to the candy eating until later in the day. This next video is the frantic search and uncontrolled chaos. Please excuse my screaming children. There's no controlling them when it comes to egg hunts and

To be honest, I can't remember what we did after the egg hunt. The day was such a blur. We did have a wonderful glazed ham for dinner with sweet potato casserole, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes and whole wheat dinner rolls. It wasn't a perfect Easter Sunday, but we were healthy and blessed to celebrate the resurrection of our Lord.


Monday, April 1, 2013

One Awful Month

I haven't been able to blog lately. It's been a terrible month for us. It all started on the 10th of March with what we thought was Sean having food poising. He hadn't felt well and left work early. By mid afternoon, he was projectile vomiting. We soon realized it wasn't food poising. Around 1am on the 13th, (which was also Seans' birthday) both Mary and Declan woke up vomiting. Fionn soon followed an hour or so later. So we had three kids laying on the hallway floor, vomiting every 30-60 minutes. This bug was bad too, laying them up for a full day or two. Now let me also mention, Sammy and Declan both had full on chicken pox and the others were in the fever stage of the illness. By mid afternoon on the 15th Sammy caught the bug. He only vomited once and was pretty much better the next morning.

Lizzie woke up at 5am on the 16th with the bug and vomited for about 8 hours straight. She couldn't even eat toast or water that evening. I should also mention, she was suffering with the worst case of chicken pox I had ever seen. She had band aids on her inner thighs from a rash. We didn't know she was allergic to the adhesive on band aids and it caused a horrible inflammation which became a magnet for the chicken pox virus. Her inner thighs had more chicken pox then Sam's entire body, and he had A LOT! She was in a lot of pain with a fever for days. She would vomit every night for three days straight. Just when we thought the vomiting was over, she was at it again the morning of the 19th. That's when we put her on the BRAT diet (bananas, rice, apple sauce and white toast). She has been eating nothing but those items and plain cheeiros for nearly a week without anymore vomiting.

Sam woke up the morning of the 17th not feeling well again. He was as pale as a ghost and just laid in his crib like a slug. He didn't vomit again, but wouldn't let me put him down all day.

Cian made it through his 9th birthday (the 16th) without catching the bug, but the next morning he and Liam were the last to catch it. Liam only vomited once and was pretty much feeling better right away, but Cian felt like crap for most of the day. I finally caught the bug the Cian's birthday. I never actually vomited, but I sure felt like it all day. I was unable to really eat anything for several days. I was just awful.

This was suppose to be a fun week for us. Sean had all week off between jobs. We were going to have two fun birthday parties with barbeque's and even a trip to Disney. Instead we caught off chicken pox and stomach bugs. It doesn't happen often, so I suppose I should count my blessings, but still...