Americana Outfits Are Here

Many have asked where my kids Americana outfits for this year are. Well click on "my spare time" at the right and you'll see pictures. This year, I've really struggled getting them finished. I've been busy doing so much other stuff. Even though they weren't ready for Memorial Day or Flag Day, they are ready for the 4th of July! Yea!! I realize they aren't great pictures, but hopefully, I'll be able to get some better ones soon.

Sandi Is Back Among The Living

Well, it's nice to be considered living. I was wondering there for a while. Last Monday, I started getting sick. On Tuesday, I was really sick. Very achy, so hot I was sweating profusely to being so cold I was shivering with 4 blankets on. On Wednesday, I went to my doctor and he said it was definitely strep. He gave me a HUGE shot of Rosefrin (sp) and sent me home. My glands were so swollen, I couldn't breath through my nose. My nose was clear but I was VERY swollen. My throat was excruciatingly sore. I could hardly speak much less swallow. The pain was horrendous. Thursday was lost in a delirious fever oblivion. Friday, my aches were gone and the fever wasn't as extreme, but I was still very sick. So I went back to my doctor. He gave me a prescription of Augmenton (sp) and took some blood and sent me on my way. The size of those pills was a joke. They would make a horse gag. Somehow, I choked my first one down and then laid down and cried - it hurt so bad. The pain meds I'd been taking (percocet, IB 800) were barely taking the edge off. By Saturday night, the swelling had gone down and swallowing was bearable. Sunday was better and I ate some soup and was able to during a whole glass of water. By Monday, I was able to drink without pain, and boy did I drink. Even though I get tired really easy, I'm at least conscience. This was the worst case of strep I have ever had. In fact if someone told me this experience, I would think they were exaggerating. I cannot believe how sick I was. My doc said it was a "raging case of strep." Thinking back on last week, I don't remember so much. Bret and I had conversations and I don't even remember them. The kids were great. They were really good in the morning, watching cartoons and eating whatever they could rummage and then Bret would come home for lunch and fix them food and then farm them out to friends so I could sleep. Then he'd come home and fix dinner entertain the kids and get them ready for bed. I would sleep through it all. It was horrible. I'm so thankful for the priesthood and modern medicine.

Now I have to get back to normal. I still get tired REALLY fast. But my house and yard are disasters. It's going to take me 3 weeks just to get things back to where they were a week ago. We are just praying no one else gets this.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!

I have had such a great day. Mister is so wonderful! He let me sleep in and do absolutely whatever I wanted to do and nothing else. So I've sewed a little, scrapbooked a little, played with the kids, and went out to dinner with our family. The kids have been awesome too. Every few minutes, they tell me "happy birthday." And they keep giving me suggestions on what we can do for my birthday. It's very sweet. It's these things that I look forward to on my birthday and other "Sandi days" - not the tangible gifts. (Every once in a while Bret will declare a Sandi Day and he treats me like it's some special occasion.) I am so blessed to have such a great family!