243 + 139 Weeks

Another rough week!  Poor Carmie has been sick.  She has actually had an upset tummy since Jeff was sick early last month, but I didn't put two and two together until this weekend when we took the kids to the Golfy to meet up with Lolo and Dida, and Carmie had three sips of a milkshake before violently throwing up everywhere.  Her diarrhea has gotten worse, and she has thrown up at least one meal a day.  She is barely eating.  I took her to the doctor on Monday, and he told me I had to get three separate stool samples (so gross!).  The third went to the lab today, so I guess I have to wait until Monday until any results are in.  I am trying not to panic, but she has lost so much weight - 3 pounds since Monday, and more before that.  I hate the doctor for not just giving her the medicine that Jeff took (for giardia), but I can also understand why he didn't.  Carmie is quite disinterested in everything, and has been for a long time, and I am sure it is because she was slowly getting sicker.  Poor thing.

And Arley.  He is toughing it out at school by himself.  This morning on the way to school he asked me if he could be sick too.  He just wants to stay home with his sister.  He has a bit of a chesty cough, and a heat rash on his back, and he seems dehydrated (he's not peeing much), so maybe he is a little sick too.  I'm not sure, I have been focused on Carmie so much!  Arley has been very sweet to me, but he is getting a bit mean at school, and he is still quite mean to his dad.  He is a total Mamma's boy.  When ever I walk away from him, he calls after me, "Hey come back come back come back come back!" as he chases in my footsteps.

This past weekend we were determined to get the kids to the beach (this was before I fully realised how sick Carmie is), so we took them to Narrawallee park first and then on to the beach.  Carmie has been resisting going to the beach all summer, so we went.  It wasn't a great time - the waves were really rough, and Arley still had the inclination to hurl himself into the waves at every opportunity, and all Carmie wanted to do was sit in her chair in the sand (now I know why!).  I think we will skip the beach again until next year, and stick to the inlets if we get anywhere near water again.  Too much drama!

At the Golfy before throwing up :(

At the park before the misery of the beach.

New hair cut