Going it alone.... Epic Fail take 1

My husband doesn't travel often. In fact, I can count his business trips since we have been married on one hand.   So, we don't spend very many days or nights apart.  Which is what made the last week the low light of my summer. 

I saw it coming. I knew in March that he would be traveling in August.  And the closer it got, the more nervous I became.  I don't like when he travels, I don't like feeling like a single parent, and I certainly do NOT like how quiet the house is after Elyzabeth goes to bed (Assuming i am successful in getting her to bed.)

So, friends and family have all reached out to check on me and encourage me that the week really isn't that long.  Well,  the joke is on them.  Because right now, with 24 hours to go, I am pretty sure several of my friends & Family really REALLY wish they were not so willing to help.  However, as I tell this tale you will laugh, cry and probably itch like mad!

So Wednesday morning I sent Josh off to the work with his Airport bag in tow. After work, i picked up Elyzabeth and met a friend and her kids at a amazingly wonderful church carnival.  There were games, bouncy houses, food and even a petting zoo.  Elyzabeth had so much fun she was ready for bed even before we got home.
    As I crawled into bed I smiled... one night down, this is going very very well.

Thursday came and went with very little issues, other than my tires all being between 12 and 15 lbs of air low... oh well, not the first time I had to put air in my tires.

However, Thursday night wasn't so great.  After eating dinner, it took me over 2 hours to get Elyzabeth in bed.  Time out after time out, she just was out of control.  I know that reasoning doesn't work with her, so I put her in her room.  Every time she left her room, one of her toys went into "Jail" (The big box on top of our fridge),  Four toys in jail, 75 minutes of screaming  and she was finally in her room quietly laying in bed... and so was I.

Friday promised to be better.  Dinner and the vikings game with the girls!  What could be better! 

The girls arrive and the night commences.  After an amazing appetizer at The Crooked Pint, we proceeded to the game where the Vikings won.  And then back to the Crooked Pint for more drinks and food.  Unfortunately, the babysitter called and Elyzabeth puked in her sleep, all over the couch, floor and stairs... I spent the next couple of hours washing clothes. 

Saturday, the same night time routine... only this time after 20 minutes and 2 toys in jail gave up and let her sleep with me.  Woke up several times with her complaining of a headache and tummy ache. Apparently, sleep was not a luxury this weekend.

Sunday came with it's own surprise.  A Rash!!  And after a 2 1/2 hour doctor visit, we are the proud owner of Strep!  Yep, Again.  Antibiotic in hand I proceed to discuss daycare options. Luckily, my dad and Grandma had already been exposed to our Strep, so they volunteered to babysit,  Thank God!  Because, I used my PTO up on my last 2 misfortunes.

6:15am and I am up.  ELyzabeth's bag packed.  Antibiotic taken.  Car Seat Secured and my dad is off with Elyabeth for a day of Fun at Great Grandma Olsons. 

Up earlier then I ever actually get up, I have time to stop and get coffee.  Coffee in hand, and my calm demeanor I start the week optimistic that there is only 2 days left of single parenting. 

8:30am my grandma calls.  Elyzabeth now has hives all over her back, face and neck.  Really? Okay, off I go to take her back to the doctor. 

9:30 we arrive at the clinic and are quickly taken to a room.  As I hold Elyzabeth reading a book, something catches my eye.  No, it's not the french braids my grandma so carefully braided into my daughters hair.  It is  the bug I see crawling in said braid.

Oh My Goodness... I think my daughter has lice.  No, that isn't possible, i just washed her hair yesterday and combed it.  I must be seeing things, but no, there is another one!   In the middle of my internal freak out, the doctor comes in.

So I say, "Well, Doctor.  We have a couple issues going on here.   As you can see she has some hived going on, and I think she is allergic to the antibiotic.  Oh, and I think she has lice."

And the verdict...(drum roll please)...

It Amanda for the gold! Strep, Allergic reaction to Antibiotic and LICE! 

So, how was your weekend?