Friday was Lawrence's 46th birthday, and we started off the weekend with a nice dinner up at Hurstbourne. He had plans to play golf in this unseasonably mild weather, and John, Mary Lawrence and I met him afterward. What a difference 46 years makes...on the day he was born his dad had to borrow a jeep to drive his mom to the hospital in 16 inches of snow, and this year he's playing golf in 60 degree weather! Mmmmm, maybe there is something to all this talk about global warming....
I brought his baby books with me (I had borrowed them from his mom a while back), and we had fun looking through his baby pictures and telling stories. Dinner was great, and we of course had some delicious cake.
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| Make a wish! |
We had such a nice night, and I was telling Mary Lawrence I was glad to be feeling better. I mentioned in my last post that I had been battling some cough and congestion for a few weeks...and then a few days earlier I had started running a low grade temperature and was a little achy. No worries, as long as I took some Advil every four hours I felt fine.
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| Feeling good and enjoying some yummy cake |
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| Happy birthday to the birthday boy and the birthday mama (I firmly believe the mama should get credit for the day she gave birth!) |
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| And you can't forget John - he makes the party a party! |
By the way, Sarah was at a good friend's birthday party...it was on the same night, and of course Lawrence didn't want her to miss it. And of course, being a teenager, she agreed with him.
We came home and watched "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" (still hilarious, 25 years later) and I was so looking forward to Saturday because Lawrence and I had plans to go to Bardstown with the Yates for his birthday. We've wanted to do a distillery tour for some time now, because Lawrence loves bourbon, and me, well, I don't like bourbon, but I love to tour things like that, so I was all in. Through Stacy's work with the Visitor's and Convention Bureau, she's very involved with the Urban Bourbon Trail, and she had put together a great afternoon and evening for us of tours and tastings, and we were spending the night at a Bed & Breakfast in Bardstown. So fun! Except...
remember how I hadn't been feeling well? I forgot to mention I had a few spots on my neck and chest, just a little rash really, from whatever virus I was getting over (or so I thought). I woke up on Saturday, and looked in the mirror...hey, what's all over my neck? Why does my back itch? I lifted up my nightgown...what the heck is all this on my stomach??? Could I possibly have the CHICKEN POX? I never had them as a kid, and I thought I must be one of those people who is immune to them. The kids are of course vaccinated, and you never hear of anyone getting them anymore. I showed Lawrence, and we decided I better get to the immediate care center pronto. We were supposed to leave for Bardstown at around 11:00...I'm thinking maybe I can get to the doctor, get some ointment or something (after all, it can't be chicken pox, it must be a rash), and get home and showered in time to leave. Except the spot were like rabbits and multiplying rapidly! And now I really did feel ill...shaky, chilled, weak. The doctor looked at me, asked me if I'd had chicken pox before, and when I said no, he said, "Well, you do now."
Oh my goodness, what a difference 12 hours makes! Friday night I was enjoying a nice glass of wine, having a lovely time at dinner, and by Saturday night I was a complete and total mess. I have never itched so bad in my life...I couldn't sleep the entire night because my head and body itched so bad, and nothing would make it stop. I had to laugh at all the types of creams, pills, baths, showers, etc., I've been taking over the last two days, because it's comical!
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| Thank God for pharmaceuticals! |
Sometime after midnight last night the itching stopped, and I was able to go to sleep. Today I went to my regular doctor and he sent a culture to the lab to confirm that it's chicken pox, although he said he believes that's what it is (he just can't imagine where I got it!). He put me on an antibiotic too, just in case it's not the chicken pox virus (yikes, then WHAT is it?)
I love my family, they are so good to me. Lawrence has been to Walgreens a million times, checked on me, listen to me whine, done the shopping, put clothes away, walked the dog. My mom brought me soup today, my sister made me go to the doctor, and Mary Lawrence, MT and Lori checked on me and offered anything I need...I am blessed. Even if I do look horrendous. And no, there's no way I'm posting a picture.
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