This weekend has been pretty horrible. It’s been horrible because Emmett is sick, Elliott says he’s not feeling well, and Gavin has been driving my sleep-deprived ass, absolutely crazy.
We just finished day number two of Emmett having a sore throat and fever.
The current plan is for me to possibly take Elliott to school, before heading to Aultman North, assuming we can’t get into the pediatrician. If Elliott’s actually running a fever, I’ll just take him with me, and kills two birds with one stone.
I’m not a huge fan of taking Gavin to wherever we end up going, because we avoid exposing him to the life-size petri dish, that is urgent care.
I don’t have a choice this time because Lizze begins DBT classes out of town in the morning.
Emmett’s in good spirits. He’s currently giggling on the love seat, while I share the couch with Maggie. He was sleeping in his bed but woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep. I’m hoping he’ll fall asleep soon and then I can go to sleep.
Before I fall asleep, I need to check Elliott’s temperature and see if he’s running a fever.
It’s going to be a really busy day, and I’m really hoping to cut the grass before my neighbors come after me with pitchforks. 😁