How I spent my Weekend!

Well it started well. We had dinner party to attend on Saturday evening. I had to meet with Sis Jana to get the vases for the flowers centerpieces for the dinner. It was Pastor Brown's going away dinner and we did the flowers for the tables. Mackenzie had started feeling bad on Thursday with a sore "throat/neck". She had a mild fever so I took her to the Dr. on Friday. They looked at her throat and her tonsils were fine but her lymphnodes were swollen. She had lots of congestion. The NP thought maybe the sore throat was from the sinus drainage. She gave her some Zyrtec and some Rhinocort AQ. I didn't think much of it because I have a bad sinus problem and I get the sore throat from time to time because of drainage. Back to Friday evening, I met Jana at Mission Valley mall at Michaels. We looked for vases but they were too expensive. She went back to the wholesaler where we got the flowers and got the vases for 3.00 less. ANyhow, I took the girls home, the boys were at a sleepover. We ate and hung out, Mackenzie started heating up again and just not feeling well. Saturday morning, Jana came over and we put together 30 arrangements. Mackenzie continued a fever, I gave meds and watched her. We got dressed at 2pm and headed to the dinner so we could get the flowers there by 3pm. Mackenzie continued to go down hill. I gave her more motrin around 550pm and she fell asleep. Well she slept until about 645 and woke up having a febrile seizure. We ripped her pantyhose off and cooled her down. William was still on the boat out to sea, I thought. Anyhow, one of the church members helped me get her in the car and off to Balboa I went. William calls me on my cell from his and i think Oh Ok they are close enough to get reception, but it ended up being that he was back 2 days early. Thank you God!! Well they did blood and Iv's and stuck her twice. William and I both had to hold her down the second time. Well she ended up having Viral Meningitis. So here we are Day 4 and she still has a fever and is not really taking any fluids, I never realized that and 8yo can be so stubborn. I have missed worked 2 days this week and at this point it looks like I will miss the rest of the week. She went back to sleep this morning so I decided to take a shower. I broke down, all I could do is cry and talk to God. I got out and called S'te who I cherish. She always knows what to say that is not S'te but of God. I love her, my dear sister. Anyhow, So here I sit at this computer, holding on to the promise of God, but then the flesh kicks in and I am scared to death. I am certainly not defeated, I am victorious in God. The mommy in me worries though.. blah blah blah. I know I sound like a big complainer but oh well.