I LOVE this man!

Bleaching the bathroom and bathing the kids.

Sean is always a wonderful, helpful father and husband but when I am sick he turns into Super Sean! Dirty bath tubs, kids, and laundry WATCH OUT!

Just when I thought I was invincible, pneumonia and pleurisy set in.

I avoid going to the doctor unless it is absolutely necessary. There have been too many times I have been charged an arm, leg and a foot for "get tons of rest, drink tons of fluid's, and take some Tylenol." Well...now I know... if you ever have a mean cough for more than two weeks, GO TO THE DOCTOR before it gets worse!

Last Saturday the left side of my chest started to hurt a little bit when I took deep breaths or when I would cough. I didn't think too much of it until it started to hurt more and more in a short amount of time. When I finally humbled myself and accepted the fact I really did need help. There was no way I could wait until Monday to see a doctor, the sharp pain was almost unbearable. So, Sunday night Sean stayed home with the girls and I drove myself to the ER taking little short breaths and trying not to cough. After waiting for two hours with a respiratory mask on and cringing and tearing up with every cough, I was finally seen by a doctor. She said that sure enough there was fluid in my lungs and pleurisy was causing the pain. According to Wikipedia,

"Pleurisy, also known as pleuritis, is an inflammation of the pleura, the lining of the pleural cavity surrounding the lungs. Pleurisy can cause extremely painful respiration (also called pleuritic chest pain) and other signs and symptoms, some of which may remain long after the pleurisy has gone away."

Oh, joy! So, the ER doc put me on an alternative antibiotic because I am nursing and said if it doesn't work in a few days to go back to the doctor. Thanks a lot. At least I did get some pain relievers.

Anyway, I didn't mean to drag all of that out, I really wanted to focus on the amazing people who found out I was sick and didn't hesitate to come through with food, watching kids, flowers, and simply offering their help and concern. The meals continue to come in and are soooo delicious, thank you everyone!

Homemade chicken potato soup complete with biscuits, flowers, and card from Mark and Rochel.

Lily getting in on the action with watermelon, pepperoni and squash soup made especially for me. Yummy!

Homemade chicken noodle (with homemade noodles), fresh baked bread and fresh jam a la Debi.

Kristine brought over chicken fajitas from Micheal's Taqueria. Mmm!

Fresh picked lilies from Shauna B.
I failed to mention that my spectacular mother flew in from New Mexico today to help watch the kids while I recover.

Last time she saw Daisy was in July.

Being the reading teacher that she is, Grandma muffin (affectionately called because my Dad was coined "Punkin" by the first grandchild and my mom wanted a "cute" name too) always brings a bag of books that Lily looks forward to. It was such a beautiful day they decided to read outside. Just when I start to think I can take care of everything on my own, something like this happens. Thank goodness for a caring husband, family and friends! And now time to rest.