What May has Looked Like for Me {I Love Target}

by GfG on May 23, 2014 · 4 comments

I love Target.  Seriously.  Most women do, but I have new found reasons.  Ones I hoped to never fully appreciate.

May meds WEB PIN

 

Yesterday I talked about good medicine... May has has its fair share for us.  Actually, more than its fair share.  It has a been a doozy of a month.

It started with Esther.  Sweet, precious Esther.  Congestion, runny nose, earache.  Sadly, both her ear drums ruptured and she still had an ear infection.  And impetigo on her nose, which is strep in an open wound.

She was miserable.  And pitiful.  And I felt horribly about it all.  Prescription number one.

Esther ears

A week later, Phoebe started puking.  And puking.  And feeling terribly.  And looking worse.  Thankfully, a friend texted me to tell me that her kids do the same thing when they have strep (and they had it the previous week).   So I took Phoebe to the doctor the next morning. Yup, step.  Prescription number two.

Phoebe strep

A week later, the poor girl started feeling badly again and then broke out in a flaming rash.  Took her to the doctor again.  Sweet Phoebe Cakes is allergic to Amoxicillin.  Sigh.  Prescription number three.

By this time, the pharmacy employee at Target was starting to recognize me.  Which isn’t as cool as the Culver’s employee recognizing your voice in the drive through, in case you were wondering.

It takes quite a bit of time to go into town to the doctor and then go have a prescription filled.  I was becoming familiar with the undesired routine.

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to go to Target without buying anything fun?  Pretty stinkin’ difficult.  Three times difficult.

When I arrived home from taking Phoebe for the second time, Paul Louis was moaning on the love seat.  He started puking about an hour later.  And did so quite dramatically and with wailing like no other child of mine has ever done….the entire four hours.

So, the doctor’s office that had never met the Brouse House before May first, got a fourth visit from my fantastic family.

The familiar swab test.  The now so familiar results.  Prescription number four.

I kid you not, five days later, I glanced at Noah during school and saw the countenance that reeks of strep to me.  Daggnabbit.

“Dude, do you feel ok?”

“I’m not sure.  I don’t think so.”

Felt his forehead and then immediately called the doctor’s office.  When he turned down a burger on our drive through town, I knew.  The doctor just made it official.  Prescription number five.

Noah sick

Twenty four hours later, Chloe didn’t want a burger.  And she wanted a nap.  I called the doctor.  Meanwhile, Paul left work because he was feeling “pretty crummy”.

Paul and Chloe joined the circus.  Prescriptions number six and seven.

me and Chloe

I’m sick and tired of my family being sick and tired.

I’m also behind in blog writing, house cleaning, camp preparing, meal planning, and more.  That’s ok with me, though.

While I normally try to treat sickness naturally, I don’t mess with strep.  We avoid antibiotics and save them for big sickness.  Step is that to me.

So, here we are one week before camp.  Paul is battling strep while battling the last tasks before camp.

Not a great combo.

And here I am…

…grateful for Target’s pharmacy.  They have fantastic bottles that dispense in the most logical way and you can assign color bands for different family members.  Yes, seriously. They even offer the six colors to match my kiddos’ assigned colors.  {happy sigh for me}

….grateful that they give a 5% off a shopping spree after five prescriptions are filled.  {happy sigh for me, not so much for Paul}

…grateful that I have been able to care for each of my precious family members.  {happy tired sigh}

….grateful that this all happened before camp and not at camp.  {happy sigh of relief}

….grateful that antibiotics exist. {very happy sigh}

Yup, I’m the last one standing in this May Battle.   In hopes of avoiding strep, I am taking garlic, oregano, and Thieves oil.   I smell rather Italian right now.  Not a lot of fun, but… I want to win.

How’s May going for you? 

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