Last night I got sick somehow. I had a very difficult time breathing through my mouth, and had pressure on my chest. Struggling to breathe, David took me to the emergency room. I stayed for about 10 minutes and then looked around and noticed that the people there had been waiting for a long time. David also pointed out that an ambulance came in with a critical patient at the same time as I signed in. It is a small hospital, so I knew there would be at least a 2 hour wait. I decided to take my boys home, and hope that I could feel better on my own. I ended up scaring the crap out of David, but eventually with vicks and nyquil, was able to catch my breath. I got some good rest and David even woke me up this morning before he went to work, just to make sure I was ok enough for him to leave. I am back to having a hard time breathing, not as bad though, and lost my voice. I am feeling better though, and my angels are being good, so that is a bonus. This is not the way I planned on spending my vacation. Maybe by Monday I will be back to being super mom. :)
