*** After getting home from the hospital on Sunday night, the doctor told me that I needed to make sure that Chloe was able to go to the bathroom with in twelve hours or to bring her back in ~ that there might be internal bleeding or something else. To my relief she wet the bed. I knew that everything was all right after she hurt herself straddling the bar stool. Sadly this is not were the drama ends. She still felt very nervous to go to the bathroom. After more tears, long soaks in the tub, and me finally leading her to the bathroom and telling her not to come out until she pees, she in fact learned that it does not hurt.
*** Tuesday morning she was still nervous but I told her that she couldn't go to preschool until she peed. She got to go to preschool. By Wednesday she was doing great, informing me each and every time she peed. But I was in the kitchen when I went to swallow my daily pills. I started to choke and gag. I have really bad gag reflexes but have been able to swallow multiple pills for many, many years. A little white pill got stuck in my throat. I could feel it, burning, through what seemed like my esophagus. I drank more water, I tried throwing up. I tried to stay calm but I just kept thinking that what if I pass out or stop breathing. My kids are secure in the house they can't get out, they don't know how to use the phone. {I don't know where Chloe gets her over dramatization!!!} Laura calls and wants me to meet her at Wendy's to help with vinyl stuff. I inform her to hurry to my house, that I might be dying! She suggest drinking milk or chugging some Maalox or Pepto to help with the burning, which helps. After the burning became more bearable, I tried to look at my throat in my super magnified mirror. I swear that I saw the pill stuck in the back of my throat! We are all still in our jammies, rushing to get dressed and looking in the basement for coats and shoes when Laura rings the door bell, which we don't hear... We came upstairs to her {I can only hope} frantically ringing the bell and pounding on the door! What seemed like forever but was more than likely only three hours the burning pain went away and when I looked in the mirror at Wendy's house, I couldn't see it anymore.
*** Thursday was the day I tried to get every toy back into the basement. We told the kids they could have their Christmas toys up in their rooms, but not any more. After yesterday ~ everything was in the basement. I was really nervous taking my medication today but everything went down without a hitch and I was busy planning my strategy for grocery shopping without the kids after dinner. Wendy suggested going to the Albertson's near Kmart in Layton. I had told her that I couldn't find it and she thinks I am crazy. But when I pulled into the parking lot I had to call her and inform her that it had in fact been left abandoned! I went to a different Albertson's and got some super deals.
*** Today the kids reveled in their super bright Trix pink and yellow yogurt. Chloe was building a mini fort in her bedroom and kept asking for more basket type items to be donated to the cause.

While Seth slept on, in his own room for an afternoon nap. He makes this little pile of clothes and shoes on his bed, like he is packing to go somewhere. Today is the third day in a row that he has worn underpants ~ even to Wendy's, even out shopping, even during naps! I don't want to jinks it but I believe this boy is potty trained!!!
I can't remember if I mentioned what Dan got me for Christmas, but tomorrow I am taking my new camera to have the lessons that came with it! I want to learn everything I can to take better photographs of my family and of me! Happy Weekend!!!
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