Ashley's big day

I would like to say that I am really good under pressure; that I am one of those people that you can always count on to keep their cool no matter what the circumstance. As I said, I would like to be that way--the last few months have again shown me that I am truly not very good under pressure. I tend to freak out--especially if I'm tired. So Ashley must have her father's genes because she was absolutely AWESOME today when she was under pressure. By the time we left the hospital she had downed 4 popsicles and drank a whole container of grape juice. She was feeling great considering what she had just been through. And every time we have asked her to drink or eat a popsicles, she hasn't argued a bit even though I KNOW her throat must horribly hurt. She didn't even complain about it hurting until tonight and I think that was just because she was tired. So, here's to you Ashley, you truly are AWESOME under pressure. I'm so proud of you!

Ashley and her new friend Winston.
She loved her hat. In fact, probably the saddest moment of the day was when we lost it.

My new mystery job

So where do I begin? Usually when I post I know where I am going in my post and how I'm going to get there. With this one, I have no idea where this post is going to end up and, therefore, no idea what the road will look like. So enjoy the ride.... I went "bake home again" this past weekend. Friday night I actually went to a high school football game with my sister-in-law. It was so much fun!! I don't remember the last time I went to a high school football game--it was probably senior night when I was in high school. Then I returned to my in-laws and "partied on" in a married woman sort of a way and went to bed close to midnight. Reality set in around 1am when Nathan woke up wheezing and then he wheezed on and off all night. So, you guessed it, the next morning I was at the prompt care. He tested positive for strep. I came back to the house, tried to keep my eyes open for lunch and then headed to my other sister-in-law's house for yet a third sister-in-law's baby shower. Then we loaded up and headed home so we could be sure to be at church on Sunday. This, however, was not to be. Nathan had another horrible night and ended up in the ER on Sunday morning. Do you know what a mystery shopper is? I feel like at some point I became a mystery "responsible party for the patient" at doctor's offices and hospitals. The only problem is that no one informed me that I got signed up. Seriously, the prompt care where Nathan was treated called me today with survey questions. "Did Dr. (so and so) introduce himself to you?" My response "I have no idea." It was 8am, I was running on maybe 3 hours of sleep and NO COFFEE! So if I am signed up, they should let me know so that I can be more prepared for my next visit. Anyway, I'll spare you all the details, but will let you know that Nathan also had croup and we had John in the doctor's office today with the croup. Oh, and not sure if you remembered, but Ashley gets her tonsils out tomorrow.