Let's start at the beginning:
Thursday- Levi somehow "slept on his shoulder wrong" and wakes up and it is killing him! Still goes to school, but is in a lot of pain and spends a lot of the time teaching from his roller chair. And by the way, he has had 2 back surgeries and so this is a big deal.
Friday- Levi wakes up in even more pain. It is a teacher workday. Goes into work in pain and I call and gets an appointment with a chiropracter that afternoon. Which was a small miracle since all offices close at 12:30 and I found ones place that would take him. Gets x-rays. X-rays show his lower back disk is almost non-existent and his upper neck disk is all herniated and wacky. Chiropractor gives him an adjustment... does not help.
Saturday- Levi wakes up and his arm is numb feeling. Not a good sign. Numbness does not go away. Calls chiropractor. Meets chiropractor in office. Nothing helps. Told to go to Urgent care for meds. Gets meds. Meds make him loopy.
This is where the bad day comes in:
Sunday- Levi sleeps propped up on the couch because he can not lay flat. I let Flea sleep with me because... well, he has some weird tumor coming up on him and I am worried about him and I needed some quality Flea time. I wake up at 4:30 hearing heavy breathing. Look and can see Flea breathing in the dark and think it is him. 4:35, wake up when there is a moan outside my door. Realize was Jovie breathing before and she is laying on the floor asleep in a small puddle of her own vomit (because heaven forbid she make herself vunerable by asking for help). Undress pitiful little girl and put her in bath. Then to realize the hair in the back of her head is caked in something dry, and crunchy, know where it came from... sleeping through/in her sickness. Go into her room to find Callie sleeping on the floor... which is weird... but grateful she did not come into your bed where the puking incident would wake her up. Find Jovie's bed covered in puke and a line of puke leading from her bed all the way to your room. That is going to be fun to clean up!
Levi wakes up at 5:30. Says he can not go back to sleep, offers to watch Jovie. Go back to bed in which you have vivid dreams in which Jason Castro (the guys with dreds from American Idol last season) is a flight attendent, your best friend, is going to Disney World with you and your family, and wants to hold your hand like "Jacob" in Twilight because you have been watching American Idol, thinking about your trip to Disney World, reading Breaking Dawn while putting the babies to bed, and hearing stories about how the flight attendents were heros when the plane crashed into the Hudson. So, really, you do not sleep, but wake up at 6:30 with this overwhelming impression that you are now best friends with Jason Castro (which also happened to me with Mark from So You Think You Can Dance... but that is a whole other post). But the only reason you wake up at 6:30 is because Levi is calling your name up the stairs because Callie woke up and decided SHE was to be the only one on daddy's lap and she and Jovie get into a shoving match on the lap of the man who has a herniated disk.
Oh... and by the way... I forgot to mention... this whole time Jovie is dry heaving and can not even drink a teaspoon of liquid without hurling.
Get up... kids asking for breakfast. Make breakfast, organize everyone getting dressed and showered, steam church clothes, bathe, get on my church dress, clean up puke piles as they spew from my 2 year old, get lunch ready, and go to church minus Levi and Jovie. But in the middle of this I am shaking out sheets in the bathtub, gathering up puked on clothes, banging the chunks off the stuffed animals before throwing it all in the wash. Since Jovie sleeps with a harem of stuffed animals, so that is a big chore. Throw towels over the area that need deep puke cleaning because you dont have time at the moment, and run the washing machine.
Get home to a husband sitting on the couch with a Jovie fallen asleep beside him looking like death warmed over. He has the stomach virus as well. So my world is puke. Put a movie on for the big kids and ask them to watch it quietly while dad and mom rest and put the babies down for a nap. That lasts a half hour before they are yelling at each other to stop this and that or unexplicably banging the floor with who knows what. Ask them to stop banging floor and to PLEASE be nice to each other. Make dinner (which was awesome by the way), think Jovie is over it and she is begging for dinner. Let her eat because it is hard to tell your hungry child they cant eat. Clean up pile of puke off computer chair and floor after she upchucks everywhere she just ate (well, not imeediately just ate... it got to ferment a bit first... fun). Run the green machine over the puke spots that needed attention from this morning. Ask Levi to read homework books to the kids. Levi tries and realizes reading makes him feel sick. Promise to read to the kids when I am done. Find Callie's diaper leakes poop on shag carpet. Just a small spot, but green machine does not work on shag rug so must use baby wipes then green machine for good measure. While doing that 3 kids who still don't understand some things are standing over me saying "read to me" "mom, mom, I need to read!"
Before reading check on laundry and see for some reason the laundry machine is not draining right. Say things in my head about how much I hate front loading washers. Tinker around, fix the problem. While being asked to do 10 other things at once.
Go downstairs because cookies were promised. They were supposed to bake in the easy bake while the kids watch America's Funnies Home Videos. Do first cookie and realize they needed to be smaller or they spill over Easy Bake pan. Levi keeps saying "You smell something burning!" My reply "Yes! Don't worry about it! I don't want to explain it!" He knows to leave me alone.
Miss 3/4 of funnies. Make most cookies in regular over. Overcook them, they are too crunchy and do not taste as good (which I hate because I am usually a great cookie baker). Only get 2 cookies made in Easy bake. Dissapoint 5 out of 7 kids. AFV done so onto homework. Read to Silas and Ruby. Silas picked out a way too long children's book. Read it to them and they seem uninterested because, as I said, it is way too long.
Open Yonas' homework and you would not think it was the weekend with as much homework as he has. He is tired so he is making lots of mistakes and when I asked him what 2 + 7 is he says 12 and then says 3... and this kid can do math by the way. So, it was weird mistakes because he was out of his head. Send kids to get ready for bed. They fuss over toothbrushes and who gets what night light. Levi says prayers with them. Babies fuss as they go to sleep. Finally they are asleep. Go downstairs to transcribe an e-mail for Levi since he needed to write school to tell them he will not be in but reading makes him sick. Go to bed with the kitchen looking like a bomb exploded in the kitchen. Sleep on a make shift bed on the babies floor in case Jovie wakes up puking again. Dream about being a cop fighting a guy like the joker, my partner is Will Smith, and the Joker hands me a bomb that sticks to my hand and I am 3 feet away from him and my gun gets jammed and I shake the bomb off my hand just in time before it explodes and race to attend a stage play that I am suppsoed to somehow be involved in... but of course I don't know my lines.
But today is not great... but it is not so bad... still puke, less of it, and the kitchen still is exploded, but I need a break so I am blogging, and if that is the worst day I have I am pretty lucky I suppose! But looking back at days like that you sometimes just feel like a worn out Superwoman!
So, I changed my song choice to You had a Bad Day. I think it is appropriate!
