My Birthday...

Well, since my REAL birthday (which was yesterday, July 28th) really pretty much sucked, I’m going to start by telling you about my birthday celebrations on Saturday.

When mom said “If you come to Richmond, we’ll watch Cami while you and Blair go to a movie,” the decision was made! We love our little Cami, but the prospect of getting away from her for a few hours was too much to pass up…especially seeing as it was so near my Birthday. So, we ended up going to Red Lobster for lunch. We sat outside the doors until the second they opened at 11 so that we could make the first showtime of Dark Knight. While we had no intentions of ordering the (almost) most expensive thing on the menu, we did. We ordered the King Crab Legs, and when our server brought out the Snow Crab Legs, Blair was able to call on his many hours of Deadliest Catch watching (ok, I watched those many hours, too, but I guess I didn’t pay as close attention) and he recognized the enormous size difference. When she realized her mistake and fixed it, she threw in an extra half pound because of the mix up. We definitely couldn’t complain after that! She even got us in and out fast enough to barely make our movie!

Need I even comment about Dark Knight? Just go see it. It’s incredible.

So, just a few hours after we got back was when I started feeling a little different. You know those aches you get when a fever is coming on? That started around 5pm that night. It kept getting worse, and by the time we got home, and I took my temp, it was up to just over 100. I took some Tylenol and went to bed, and by the time the Tylenol wore off, it was up over 101. Sunday, if anyone wondered where Blair was at church…he was taking care of Both his girls. Mom with a high fever and the ‘aches and shakes’ as I like to call them, and Cami with her…well, newborn needs, of course. Then comes Monday, My birthday. By the time I woke up, I had missed my next dose of Tylenol, and my fever hit its peek at 103.7. I bet at least half of those reading this post already know what the problem was/is. I’ll give you a hint. Cami likes to use me as a pacifier, and I tend to let her, unless it hurts. Oops. Anyway, I went in, got an antibiotic, and now I’m just dealing with a high-fever hangover. My head really hurts, but at least the fever is gone. Yay! Hopefully the problem will clear up soon.

I type this all up mainly so that I have a record of it. My blog is pretty much my journal, since I finally gave up on journaling. Don’t feel bad for me, really. From what I hear, more people have this problem than don’t, so I guess it’s just part of the game of being a mom. I’m really lucky that I had enough people that heard about my fever with no other symptoms and recognized what it probably was, and urged me to see the doctor. I was able to catch the problem REALLY early, and so it shouldn’t have a chance to get all that bad. Thank goodness.

OH! Blair got me Guitar Hero for the PC for my birthday!!! YAY!!! I can’t wait to try it out. I’m gonna have to wait until this headache subsides, though…

Sorry no pictures…