I need . . .

A vacation . . .

"Vacation is what you take when you can't take what you've been taking any longer."


- Lion from Wizard of Oz

Since my last post, we found out Dave had mono, found out the twins didn't respond to medicine and had to have heavier antibiotics, found out Abby had scarletina during a quick ER stop in a random town on our way to my mom's, found out Abby was allergic to the second round of antibiotics they gave her, and have been in Boise for about three weeks now (one and a half to go - but who's counting?).  And Dave found out yesterday at lunchtime that he's being discharged from the National Guard (yesterday) and we found out that we no longer have health insurance, effective the day of his discharge. 

So now I'm praying Abby doesn't have another ear infection and that no one gets sick until we can get health insurance through Dave's work figured out and to kick in.  And I'm praying that the new insurance doesn't go from January to December, cuz that means we will have just met our first deductible for the other insurance and have to meet it again between now and December for the new insurance and then start all over yet again in January.  But that's trivial, right?  And I'm hoping that we have dental insurance options we can afford to get through all the dental work that Dave hasn't been able to get done yet because he's been sick and our dental insurance is also . . . over and out.

And after one more day of crying, I officially need a vacation.

And the upside of all of this is that they didn't decide to discharge Dave until AFTER Brianna was born and our last month of health chaos (I'm keeping my word choice g-rated on that one ;-D) and over 12 doctor's visits in a month.  And the other upside is that Dave has a job where we can GET health insurance. 

So we're still VERY blessed and officially have NOT hit rock bottom. 

As I laid in bed last night, feeding Brianna and trying again to not cry and to let myself feel peace about all of this, I was thankful that I have my children, that there hasn't been a death in the family, that they keep me happy and make me crazy and make me laugh and sometimes swear (like when Isaac fed my grandma's hearing aids to the dog last week -- yeah, that was NOT a good day!!!) and give me reasons to be thankful and to try hard to learn who they are and what they need and what they are capable of that they need me to help them tap into.  I'm thankful that we all have life and (for now, for the most part) health and family and income and the atonement and opportunities to rise each time we fall (even in things like this).

And that's all I've got --- unless, of course, you want to give me a vacation for Christmas? :-)