Sunday, November 17, 2013

A Wedding, A Funeral, & One Sick Baby

This week is going in the books as extremely unforgettable.
I had a feeling that Ayla was getting sick again.  On top of cutting her 2nd tooth and sporting a runny nose, she has stopped sleeping through the night, so I took her to the doctor.  She had another double ear infection, so they gave her a new medicine called Suprax.  It was supposed to be $125.00, but they gave me a coupon so it was only $30 instead.  I about died when it was 9:00 pm and I had waited in the pharmacy line for 40 minutes just to hear them tell me that the medicine was going to be that much money.  Ayla was screaming and crying in the back of the car because she just wanted to go home and sleep - Stressful night to say the least. 
So throughout the week, I started giving her the medicine, and it wasn’t working, so I called the doctor again and the nurse practitioner called in some ear drops that she had researched.  Usually when I get a prescription for Ayla it’s like $2.00, but this one was another $30 prescription.  I was so frustrated when the drops weren’t making Ayla feel better either.
I waited until Friday afternoon to call the doctor to see how long it would be before she started feeling the effects of the drops and they called me back on my way home with Ayla from daycare.  They told me to stop with the drops and that Dr. Ciaccio was going to call in something stronger.  We were sitting in rush hour traffic on Southport Road, when the next thing I knew we were being blasted from behind by another car!  The woman must have not been paying attention because she plowed into the back of Old Blue and scared the crud out of Ayla and me!  Ayla wasn’t making any sound, so I freaked out.  I jumped out of the car and threw open her door.  She started screaming crying and I got her out of her seat as fast as I could.  The woman who hit us ran up to our car and immediately started crying when she realized that Ayla had been in the back seat.  Abe was fine, but we ended up causing a huge traffic jam for the next hour and a half while we wrote up police reports and had an ambulance check out Ayla to make sure she was okay.  I guess it’s mandatory to have a baby looked at on the scene of an accident if they are considered an infant.  Her pulse was a tiny bit high, but they said she was fine.  Blair had met us there at the scene and helped me through all the paperwork.  He kept Ayla warm in Black Betty while everything was finalized.  Old Blue was barely drivable, so he drove him home, while I followed with the flashers on.  We were planning on heading down to Salem that evening for Haley’s wedding, so we packed up and headed down.  We got there later than planned, but at least we all made it in one piece.  Now it will be interesting to see what we do about a 2nd vehicle!
Haley’s wedding was beautiful.  Shelley decorated the church, all the bridesmaids’ dresses were black with lace, and they were so happy to get married!  We ate dinner at the Spring Mill Inn (where they got engaged).  The food was so good and it the reception hall was gorgeous.  Kinsley loved dancing and she didn’t want to leave.  Ayla on the other hand was tired right away and wanted to go home as soon as we ate.  Allie came to Abe’s rescue and held her all night long.  Ayla just laid her head on Allie and let her hold her all night long.  I told Allie that I wished she lived up in Indianapolis so she could babysit.
It was a long weekend.  We had fun being at home in Salem, and I’m just glad that we’re all still in one piece!
 
Poor Ol' Blue.  She really got us good...

 
 




Poor Little Allie Girl is so sad that her "Sissy" is moving away






 

 

 





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