We are ALL sick! Jon is the worst and his keeps dragging on and on. It has been about 8 days now. He has congestion, chest cold, ear problems, and fever. I caught it from him and it seems that our kids have a small version of what he has.
We cancelled the port because we weren't even sure if he was well enough to get it and he needed to be at work. We went to the pulmonologist yesterday. Jon will be having a procedure where they go down his throat and try and get tissue from a spot that is on a lymph node close by. It is a very simple, easy low risk procedure. They are 80% sure that they can get what they need to determine what we are dealing with. So PRAY they will because the next step is a more risky surgery to get some other tissue in another part of his lung. This procedure will be done this coming Tuesday. He will be able to work on Wednesday. We will know results in 5 days. Which means that we will NOT start chemo on January 28th.
I thought I would tell a funny story everytime I write. It is never a dull moment with kids, and with multiples, there is REALLY never a dull moment. So this is my funny story of the day:
I changed RYAN's poopy diaper and put the babes down for their naps. I was making the bed and doing a few things and Luke came in and said, "UH, didn't you say I needed to go to the bathroom?" Translation: I just pooped in my pants! Sure enough we go in the bathroom and he says, "UH, I need help pulling down my underwear." Translation: I DO have poop in my underwear. Sure enough, there was. So we sit him on the potty. Meanwhile, RYAN starts crying in bed. I go in there and the smell of the room overwhelmed me. I Yell to Luke, HANG ON, GOTTA CHANGE RYAN. So I take him out of bed, lay him down, take his bottoms off and get up to get a diaper, turn around and there is NO RYAN. Of course, he had escaped out the door in a matter of 2 seconds and was running around the family room giggling. So I run after him, catch him, change him, put him back in bed. Emma Kate is over in her bed asking me to dance with her!! I have to remind her, NO, this is naptime, NOT dance time. Meanwhile, remember, Luke is still sitting on the potty. I go in to get him situated which i wont go into detail, but obviously had to clean him up (Remember, he had pooped in underwear). Get him cleaned, new underwear. Luke goes to "quiet time" in his room. FINALLY sit down. I then get a phone call from Jon. He is sick at school with a 101.6 temp. So we talk about what he should do, get off the phone. I notice the babes are still WILD in bed. Throwing everything out, giggling, banging things on the wall, reaching up to take pictures off the wall, etc. I go in and the smell overwhelms me again. RYAN had pooped AGAIN. Now, please understand this all happened from 2-3:30. I walk out of the room and Jon walks in the door feeling terrible! "Break" time for Momma OVER:o)
JUST AN ADDED NOTE: Jon's fever got up to 105. I used all my methods I use for the kids and it worked. 3 hours later we got it back down to normal BUT PLEASE PRAY FOR HIM. He obviously has something going on and I will be on DUTY all night:O)