THE FARMERS WIFE: March Madness...

If you think this post is about the "March Madness Basketball.." you are clearly mistaken, you can shut this screen down and proceed doing whatever you were doing before.. this "MARCH MADNESS" has only been Flight delays, flight cancellations, stuffy airplanes, un godly high fevers, Snotty noses, Scraps, Doctor visits, hospital visits, late nights, puking, and last but not ever forgotten, I.V's & hospital stays -- does that also define March Madness?? -- is anyone feeling tension from me right now??
Okay - Deep breath.. 1....2...3..
Alright Alright, Ill start from the beginning: Sit back and relax, this is going to be one long read.. Here has been our {March Madness}

I left Regina on a Monday afternoon, due back in SJ for midnight-ish .... so, having to spend hours waiting in the Pearson Toronto Airport, feeling sorry for myself as Ive just left my husband, I smack down a whoppin 30 bucks to treat myself in the swanky lounge - seriously though, if your going to be stuck in an airport by yourself where you would spend $10.00 on a ham and cheese sandwich! do yourself a favor, go to the lounge! -- I'm rambling I know, its been a LONG MONTH! I go to the lounge, sit in the computer for a while, talk to my friends who are trying to make me feel better in the situation, but really nothing could -- so i took a walk over to the open food AND drink bar - have a glass of yummmmmy vino, and a honkin plate of butter chicken! (there's your 30 bones right there!) I then walk to the back, plunk my arse down on the very comfy couches and watch... yes get this... the BACHELOR! oh lord, where have I gone, I watch the Bachelor??? ahh! I really am alone! -- I look up at my flight board to see "Saint John ...... 10:40 on-time" its pushing 10, I start to pack up my stuff and head down the escalator - as I am reaching the bottom, I glance again over at the flight board - my eyes scrolling up and down, up and down, up and down.. and I'm repeating in my head over and over again "Where did it go.. where did it go???" Saint John was no longer ON THE BOARD -- only SECONDS, before it was scheduled to leave on time. NO NO NO how could this be happening? I just paid $30.00, my kids are waiting for me, this can't be happening - yes ladies and gents, this WAS happening, I am stuck in the Pearson along with thousands of other pissed of travellers!- So with my very cranky, stubborn, I'm to tired for this attitude, I run downstairs to try and find my bags as I know I'm going to be sent to some dingy hotel having to re-check in at some ungodly hour tomorrow... as I walk through the doors of the basement, I see Chaos - I see kids crying, parents crying, alone teen travellers not knowing what to do, luggage pouring out of the carousals like its some sort of bad digested meal being sick all over the floor....

I stand and just scan the room and its so loud in there it was almost quiet, like unreal - out of some sort of weird Sci-fi movie or something, like an alien or something was going to eat us...OK, yes maybe I was totally over tired and delusional but seriously! creepy.
I rummage through about 3 carousels before I finally find my bag.. Then head down to stand in line of hundreds of people to find out what to do next - when I soon realize I could call to see what flight I had been re-booked on it says - WEDNESDAY! , its Monday people... so they are telling me I have to wait until Wednesday to get on another plane -- I have my mini panic attack about who and where and what I'm going to do with my kids for the next 48 hours, as my in-laws and parents have already done so much.. I then call my near by brother and ask him 'pretty please will you get out of your nice warm bed at midnight and drive an hour to come pick up your poor sister who is stranded at the Toronto airport' luckily I have the best big brother in the world :) and he did so... what a day that was! oh and have I mentioned.. its only MARCH 1st!

Jessanna Jones, the worlds greatest friend!

My 'Dolls' what has gotten me through these past 4.5 months

Getting to see my hubby and meet some AMAZING women made it all worth it ;)
And, although not getting home on time wasn't such a HUGE bummer, because I did get to relax and spend some quality time with my awesome brother and amazing sister-in-law, whom I haven't seen in about 2 years.. it was nice, it involved: sleeping in, laying on the couch watching TV, retail therapy, all you can eat sushi, some more retail therapy, hot tubs and lots of laughs and great conversations! Good time had by all. Was glad in the end that it happened - although getting to the point wasn't so fun!
I finally got to the airport, rechecked all my luggage sat and watched my plane be delayed twice- but yes.. landed back at home into the arms of my wonderful little girls who are, I must say the BEST welcoming committee ever!! :) Thank you mom, dad (on both sides) for all your hours, hugs and kisses you poured over our girlie's - very much appreciated!

The week went one without to much action, as the following week was the recipe for the most hellish month ever - my poor Reese was hit with one thing after the other. If it wasn't a head cold, it was an ear infection, puking, diarrhea.. in the doctors office for one thing, out with an antibiotic, in the next week for something else, and out with an antibiotic! - Last Sunday, when we actually had made it to church ON TIME and no one was sick, got home to her again- not feeling well, barely eating anything and not her chatty little self. Honestly, I didn't notice it much that day but as I look back that was the beginning of it all. Sunday Night at about midnight Reese woke me up to not get through the sentence she wanted to say "mommy..I don't..BARFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF" everywhere, all over my bed, in my hair.. everywhere - the beginning of what was to be the most emotionally, physically and mentally draining week of all the weeks my man has been gone.

Reese continued to vomit and be sick in all aspects for the next 3 days, and if she wasn't being sick she was sleeping - She slept for almost 24 hours, with barely waking - walking up the stairs exhausted her to the point she had to lay down before she went anywhere else. Color was draining out of her skin and face by the second, and she couldn't hold a conversation.
I took her into the hospital on Tuesday night hoping I would get some answers- hoping someone would take me, and answer my questions of my very quickly fallen so ill child.
but No - sent her home with some pedalyte saying she should be better in a few days. That trip to the hospital exhausted her to the point she fell asleep there and did not wake up until the following day at supper time, where she then, again, began throwing up whatever was left in her stomach.... breaking my heart.
Back to the doctor we went on Thursday morning - who was rattled the hospital had done nothing, and was concerned so sent us back with specific instructions to see specific doctors. 20 minuets turned into 2 hours, which quickly turned into 4... as the minuets went by, my poor girl layed there not moving, in a deep coma like state so sick to even open her eyes. I finally got to talk to a Resident, who proceeded to tell me "she's not that sick.. just give her some pedialyte" and I proceeded to say "Let me stop you right there Dr. I have been back and forth to Doctors offices, and hospitals. If one more person tells me to take this child home, who has lost 4 lbs - refuses to drink, has thrown up excessively for more then 3 days and hasn't gone PEE in 2 days. I'M GOING TO LOOSE IT!" so to save their butt they gave me the option to admit her.. my blood is boiling at our Health system right now, but at the time I at least had some sort of ease that she was being admitted. About 25 minuets later, he came back down with the paper work and called the IV technicians to come put her IV in. Reese went through 4 bags of IV fluids before she even got enough strength or the desire to go to the washroom. If that's not dehydrated, I don't know what is.
That's all it took... simply being hooked up to some fluids over a 24 hour period, and I saw the spark back in my little girl's eye... but I had to FIGHT for it. I would do it again, no body will pull a blanket over my eyes again when it comes to the health of my kids.

PAINT!!!!!!!!!!

Which leads us to today - March 29th almost the end of March... my kids are both healthy, we are no longer residents of the Saint John Regional Hospital (thank the lord) We finger painted, played sidewalk chalk, blew bubbles and had dance parties! I thank God every day for the health of my two special little girls. and hope never ever ever again to have a month, like this past!
Here's to a GOOD MONTH IN APRIL :) CHEERS!