Pneumonia - clarification

I received a stuffed Pneumonia (Streptococcus pneumonia) doll in the mail this past week. It was from Giant Microbes . 
(I heard there was some confusion.)

Pneumonia

I thought I was feeling much better but then I felt a whole new type of pneumonia. A (relatively) big fluffy kind. 5-7" to be exact.

Meet the giant microbes.
Thanks Moz!

World War T

This past weekend some of Michael's friends from high school got together at a family home up in the Columbus area. We were looking forward to seeing folks and getting the kids together to play. Or at least we were excited until Tovina woke up at 5:30am and started vomiting Saturday morning. By noon she seemed to have stopped - or at least taken a break for nap time. Michael checked in with the host family and they gave us the okay to visit. Little did they know....

Everything seemed fine until some unthinking mother of Tovina gave the newly recovered little girl some cheese, crackers, and cocktail weenies as a snack at the party since she was so hungry. 15 minutes later T's stomach showed its displeasure all over the kitchen floor. (So glad she came down from the kid's bedroom to let us know she wasn't feeling well!) After that display all was well again, or so we thought...

I just learned that while Tovina was fine come the next day our little Patient Zero passed on her delightful condition to the host family and at least one other guest who was kind enough to play with her.

If its any consolation, Michael also became quite ill too.

Illness update

Yesterday I finished my 4th round of anti-biotics. For anyone who might have been counting, that was one more than last reported. That's because the third round didn't quite kick my pneumonia habit though it did come close. Today I feel fine. Hopefully I will still feel fine tomorrow and the day after that. If I can make it to Thursday I'm pretty sure I'm home free.

I hope.

Happy days

Why is Tovina happy? Because she is potty training! As of Saturday Tovina is trying out this new thing called, 'where did all the padding around my bum go?' or sometimes, 'I never noticed how uncomfortable these pants were before.' She is doing very well with the process and since Monday has only had 1 accident - and that one was at school - yay!

Disclaimer: diapers are still used for naps and nighttime. We're not that brave yet.

Arghhh!

We went to a Latke pre-Chanukah party with a Pirate/Princess theme this weekend. Tovina was given a choice between ballerina or pirate gear. It was an agonizing decision where she really wanted both until finally settling on the tiara and a pink ballerina skirt. She was very fond of the tiara... for 10 minutes until it got in her way. She liked the bouncy castle (until it got scary but then a big, 1 inch taller, 3 year old escorted her out.) T also had her hair sprayed glitter gold (her choice-made her look like a Hollywood blonde), got some glitter brushed on her cheeks (very little), danced the limbo, got a balloon scepter, ate latkes, requested and received a pirate ship temporary tattoo, and, just before we left, scrounged a pirate skull balloon of which she is very fond.

We're so proud.

Holiday parade

Dan took some great photos of the kids enjoying a parade a week ago. You should check it out here.

Beach time.

It was 40's (F) outside yesterday. That's why T decided she needed her Daddy's earmuffs. Then she asked about other clothes. I told her she could get some pants if she wanted to put over her leggings. She was very excited and took off.

She came back with this swimsuit half on exclaiming excitedly about going to the beach.

Creative child.

Challah baking - a family event

Michael explaining to Tovina how the challah bakes in the oven.


Tovina explaining to Michael how the challah bakes in the oven.


And now T is making sure I understand too.

That's not funny

Just wanted to give an update for those of you keeping up with the joke currently known as my health. You may remember I reported that there was some illness in the house. Having just checked, I can now tell you that I have been sick since at least Oct 24th which is almost 4 weeks! I thought I was getting better - twice. It turns out I was wrong - twice. I now have pneumonia, an exciting first for me, and am on my THIRD round of antibiotics in 3 weeks. (Yes, I have been very good and taken all of the antibiotics until the very end even if I started feeling better, which I really wasn't so this didn't come up so much.) This round of antibiotics included a shot in, as described by the nurse, my 'heinie'. (In case you were curious, I looked it up and that is the proper spelling.) It also means I am back in quarantine so as to not help Tovina also reach this, hopefully avoided (and really not so important), first milestone.

Another fun consequence, as of tomorrow I will have missed 3 days of my second week of work. Not exactly the stellar first impression I was hoping to give my new co-workers (though I suppose it's a better gift to give than pneumonia.) Luckily I now have a job that allows telecommuting (a much nicer and equally exciting first.) I am also working with some very nice people who agree with crazy priorities - like not being sick for the rest of the winter is more important than physically being at the work site.

Interesting side notes (or at least interested to me as I realize that I am up waayyyyyyyyy to late at night. I thought the codeine in one of my exciting new medications was suppose to make me sleepy!?)
1) I have been joking with Michael that I am apparently never going to get better. When I made this joke I was thinking that I had been sick for a couple, maybe even three, weeks. Not FOUR. Not until adding it up for this blog did I realize how much closer to truth my joke was. It no longer seems funny.
2) Some of my longest blogs (text rather than photo blogs that is, since pics take up so much room) seem to be ones that start off very short. At first pass, this post was 6 lines long. What happened? And why am I adding still more?
3) Why are there so many numbers in this blog?
4) When I am up too late I apparently enjoy commas and parentheses A LOT. Maybe that just means I like run-ons more? Or maybe I have more free-association thoughts which require more assistance to allow you, my crazy readers who have actually stayed with me this far into the blog, to accurately 'hear' them when reading them to yourselves. Or maybe, even considering these possibilities is a very, very good indication that I should just stop typin