Happy Anniversary to me...and Quentin too, but he is on "vacation"

Well, it has been one hell of a day. Adyson has been battling her 2-year molars for about a month now, and the darn things still haven't come in!! So a couple nights ago when her fever spiked up I chalked it up to teething and gave her Motrin and she was fine...right up until the Motrin wore off. Last night was the worst one yet and she had a fever of 104 and the Motrin was not doing the trick. Finally after a dose of Motrin and Tylenol (two hours later) it came down to around 100. We went back to sleep. She woke up fussing again and it was right back up to 104. I gave up and we went to the ER. Apparently it was a bad day for the wee ones because there were three other little guys already there. The doc came in and took a look at her and decided she needed every test in the book. They tested her for influenza A & B, strep, RSV, did a blood culture, and a chest x-ray. Everything came back negative except the chest x-ray showed the beginnings of what could be bronchitis or pneumonia. She also has an ear infection in her right ear (which I had already concluded from her stumbling around this morning). She is feeling fine and is on Amoxicillin. I am also giving her Motrin and Tylenol around the clock to keep her fever down.

So that is how we spent the beginning of the day...

Once we got home, Ady was still cranky, the medicine hadn't kicked in yet, and she refused to eat or drink anything. I finally got her to drink some juice ad she overdid it, burped, and up came all the juice she had just sucked down... Ugh!! So here I am cleaning red puke from the carpet and I hear Shasta heaving in her kennel. I rush over to her to coax her outside and obviously to late she pukes up a mouthful of grass and slimy crap. Dammit dog, can't you see I am already cleaning up puke!!

Once all the puke was cleaned up all is well in the Lease house. Except this is definitely the most eventful anniversary I have ever had. Unfortunately, (for me anyway, luckily for him I suppose hehe) Quentin is still out in Virgina for class and missed ALL the fun. When I called him with the puke story he PROMISED he would take me out to dinner when he got home. I am totally choosing Olive Garden!

Sorry for the lack of pictures, at this point I am too darn lazy to go get my camera from upstairs and load new pics on the computer.

Happy 6 year Anniversary Q! Can't wait until you get home!!