Rough One

December has been a rough month for the McMottes.  It started with the SEC Championship game (Yay - Georgia is in the Championship or Boo - I have to work another weekend.)

The game was on Saturday, but I took Friday off so Marc and I could take Charlie to Hampton to stay with my parents while Marc and I were in Atlanta for the game.  But Friday Morning, Charlie woke up coughing, wheezing and breathing really fast and with a decent temperature.  So before we left for Hampton, we had to make a stop at the doctor's office. One nebulizer later, we were off.

(Side note - thank you to my mom and dad for keeping the little man, and thank you to Aunt Esther and Aunt Nancy for changing their shopping/beach schedule for us!)

We went to the airport and I dropped off Marc, who had a show in Rhode Island Friday night. And then Charlie and I spent the rest of the day in Hampton.  It was nice and relaxing.  And the nebulizer worked - Charlie's breathing got much, much better.  But his fever hung around.  And hung around.  And got pretty high.

Marc flew back in from RI Saturday morning and was exhausted.  He had a 6 am flight and had only gotten a few hours of sleep before getting back to Atlanta.  And there was no time for him to rest before I had to be at work for our pre-game reception. But he was a trooper and went to the reception and the game and had a good time.  Well, in the first half, anyway.

While the reception was going on, I had to go to the President's Suite to get a few things ready.  I had an all access pass but that only lets you in certain doors.  I was sent half way around the Dome and down the longest flight of stairs ever before I got in.  Then I took an elevator up to the suites and got out at Suite 98.  I then had to walk around to suite 5.  So in a matter of 20 minutes, I walked the entire Dome and was a sweaty, gross mess.

But the game went well, other than the final score.  Marc sat in our great seats and I walked back and forth between the suite, the club level and our seats to check on our guests. So we were both exhausted by the time it was over.  Marc was so worn down that he ended up getting sick and all of last week, he was coughing and feverish.  And Charlie's fever turned into another ear infection and he was home with Marc for 4 days.  All while I am at my busiest at work and couldn't be home to care for them. And then Saturday morning, I woke up with the same thing Marc had. I quickly jumped on the cough medicine and it seems to have been nipped in the bud.

I think we are all on the mend.  Charlie is back at school today and Marc went to run for the first time in 6 days yesterday. And I am doing okay - tired and vomit-y but the cough is much better.