This year marks 4 years and counting. Every Thanksgiving here in Illinois has had some sickness or incident.
Our first year, just as we were sitting down to eat dinner, Spencer said he didn't feel well, and then proceeded to throw up on the floor next to our dinner table. Stomach flu. So while our dinner grew cold on the table, I cleaned up throw-up from the floor. And then I tried my best to enjoy dinner. Spencer didn't eat Thanksgiving dinner until Saturday night.
Our second year, I was pregnant with Davin. So I was already dealing with morning sickness. And then, the day of Thanksgiving, I started spotting, and that weekend I was put on bed rest. Where I spent the next 2 months.
Year 3 was probably the easiest--Davin was sick the week leading up to Thanksgiving. I finally took him into the doctor the night before, around 7 pm, where I found out he had an ear infection. So not a big deal, but it could've been a close call if I hadn't followed my instincts and taken him in. We spent that Thanksgiving down in Springfield with Erik, so without the antibiotics, we would have all been miserable.
And then there was this year. Mea got sick Sunday with a fever. I took her in to the doctor Monday afternoon because her fever was up over 103 and she had had a cough for over two weeks. She was put on antibiotics. I thought we were in the clear. And then I woke up Tuesday morning feeling awful. Turned out to be the flu. Spencer got it yesterday (Wednesday). Today he battled with a 104 degree fever.
This flu spoiled all our Thanksgiving plans. Some of our best friends from New Jersey were going to stop by last night on their way to Iowa, but when hearing about our sickness, they decided to stop by Saturday on their way home, instead. And today we were going to meet with 2 or 3 other families at the church for a Thanksgiving feast, but decided we were too contagious to attempt that. Evan went out and bought a turkey for us yesterday, along with some other fixings. But can I just tell you? Making Thanksgiving dinner solo with the flu SUCKS. (NOT a word I use often!) But I did it--the full Thanksgiving meal, minus the mashed potatoes (because my kids won't eat them!). And here's proof:
The big question is: will Davin and Evan get it?? Evan gets flu shots every year. Davin got one in March, and then proceeded to get the flu within a week of the shot. So I opted not to get him one this fall. But if he doesn't get it, then I'm guessing the immunization from March is what helped. And that the flu shot that Evan got was actually effective this year.
So why don't I get flu shots or make my kids get them? Because every time, without fail, my kids get the flu within a week of the shot. Every. Time. Last year with Davin was yet another test. So why sentence my kids to the flu every year by giving them the shot, when without the flu shot they only get the flu every 3-4 years? I'll take the latter. Go ahead and judge me all you want.
Anyway, we have spent the entire week on the couch in front of the tv. Pathetic. But hey, every other day my kids have to earn every minute of electronics with reading or math work, so most weeks go by with my kids watching about only 1-2 hours of tv/computer time per week. When we're sick with fevers, all electronic rules get dropped. So does the no-pj's-all-day rule.
Evan bought our Christmas tree on Monday. We usually wait until the day after Thanksgiving to do that, but we decided we needed some cheering up. But we kept it bare until today. Tomorrow we'll deck it out completely.
Despite our illness, we have had some good family time this week, even if a lot of it was spent in front of the tv. And we have much to be grateful for. Thanksgiving weekend marks two major milestones in my life: I met Evan the weekend of Thanksgiving 11 years ago. And even though I was put on bed rest for Davin the weekend of Thanksgiving, I see that sacrifice as being the reason he survived. And it was worth every minute in bed. He has been such a blessing to our family! We all can't get enough of him.
Anyway, here's to hoping our Thanksgiving curse ends this year (man! has this been a sucky year in so many ways!). But at this point, we'll expect something to happen next year; if nothing does, then we'll rejoice all that much more!