'Dig Deep Andrea' was a phrase that came to mind several times over the past 2 weeks. Steve has been on an 'away rotation' in Utah since Nov. 4th and will be getting home this Sunday. So, literally he will have been gone for 2 full weeks. Never in the 10+ years that we have been married that, #1 have we been away from each other for that amount of time, and #2 have I had to be 'on my own' for that amount of time. Honestly, I'm sure that we would have been just fine--aside from the boys missing their daddy, and me missing my husband. But, then again life is funny sometimes how things tend to turn out.
The week started out pretty good, and I felt like you know what--I am going to be ok. I can do this. Lots of people do this sort of thing on their own all the time. I certainly can hold it together by myself for 2 weeks. But, then very quickly things started to unravel in a hurry. I unknowingly injured my foot one morning while exercising and continued to work out on it for a couple days afterwards. It definitely hurt, but I thought it wasn't a big deal and kept on going. But then it started to swell, and I could barely walk. So, I sucked it up and went into the Dr.'s to have it x-rayed and have it examined. The x-ray thankfully came back negative-- meaning that I didn't have a small fracture or break in the bone which was a huge relief. But I did have a pulled Achilles and a pretty significant case of tendonitis on the outside and inner parts of my foot. So at least I knew what was causing me all of this pain and discomfort. Treatment: rest, ice, Ibuprofen and wrapping it up.
Ok, so I have a gimpy foot--big deal, we can do this! No problem, take a week off from CrossFit and do the above treatment plan, all will be well. But then Saturday happened......
I had promised the boys that if they did their very best to help me out while their dad was gone, that I would take them to see "Wreck It Ralph" on Saturday morning as a reward. Well, I must say they both really stepped it up that first week, and ended up helping me out more than I had anticipated. So the morning of the movie day came--and I was upstairs finishing getting ready, as we were about to walk out the door within 5 minutes to go to the show and what do I hear........
Poor Tanner had lost it everywhere!! (Literally) He hadn't even said that he didn't feel good that morning, so I was a bit shocked to see him throw up. But alas, the boy was in deed very sick that entire day and into the night. The worst part was-- that I felt so bad that they had both 'worked so hard' to earn this movie day, and here we all were, stuck at home with a pukey Tanner.

Then the 'worst day of my life' came....Monday! I'd like to forget that day ever happened. I woke up feeling completely awful. I was praying so hard that the unthinkable wouldn't happen--but very unfortunate for all of us it did, and I got sick too. Just as I was lying there in misery, hoping that the day would pass quickly--I got a call from Hunter's school saying that he had just thrown up in the lunchroom. Dig Deep Andrea, dig deep girl! Pick yourself up off the floor, hobble on that gimpy foot of yours, to go get your pukey son from school, then go pick up your 2nd son from preschool, and cross your fingers that baby girl doesn't get it. Well, she did of course poor Mia Kate--it broke my heart to see her so miserable. We were quite a sight to behold I am sure. Let's just say things did not go well from this point on. And the rest of that day quite honestly was a huge blur. I do remember at one point calling my mom in tears, asking her what do mom's do when they get sick?
It took a couple days for the 'pukes' to run it's course--and I am very proud to say that we all survived!! And my foot has become markedly improved, thank goodness for that. Wow! What a ride that was. Not sure I'd ever really want to re-live those rocky couple of days over again. But I did learn something about myself that I didn't know was there.
A girl can dig deep when the situation calls for it! And I did :)