Rotten Luck

Are you superstitious?  Me neither.   At least I didn’t use to be.  Maybe I am now.  We closed on our house in November.  Friday the 13th of November to be exact.  Because we did a rural housing loan, which is a 100% loan, we got most of the money we put down back.  The amount of money we got back ended in 6.66.  No big deal because I wasn’t superstitious.  Ha, Ha, Ha, I laugh in the face of superstition.  Or I did.  We have had a whole truckload of bad luck since then.  And I am going to tell you about it.  Only, please forgive me in advance for sounding whiney, which I totally am since I haven’t had much sleep.

• The Friday after we moved in Olivia got a stomach virus. 
• The following Friday Jocelyn got the same stomach virus. 
• The next week was Thanksgiving which is nothing unlucky but as I was hosting it in my new house it was definitely not restful. 
• The next Friday McKayla came home from school with classic step symptoms.  I took her to the doctor and her strep test was negative.  She continued to get sicker and sicker and developed spots on her face.  Then on Monday she got a scarletina rash so I took her back in.  She had had strep which was now scarletina and she also had chicken pox.  Yes, she is vaccinated.  She was so sick.  She ran a fever for 7 days and missed a whole week of school.
• On day 6 of McKayla’s fever Jocelyn got a fever and nasty ear infection
• The first week of December Raegan hurt his back doing our mailbox (this might be my fault as I was insistent we were putting a mailbox in the frozen ground and not getting a PO box until spring.  Oooops)
• My van battery died leaving me stranded at a gas station at the pump.  Died as in needed replaced.  Couldn’t even call Raegan to rescue me as he was at physical therapy for above mentioned back.
• The following week Raegan’s car air conditioning unit seized burning his serpentine belt.  Out of a car for a week and a half.
• Picked up 2 cats from a shelter.  The tiny kitten came home with a kennel cough, ended up wheezing and costing me almost  $60 in meds and is still blowing snot all over me when she sneezes.
• My driveway is crumbling already.  Yeah, I know my house has been complete for only 2 months.  Sure wish the builder would call me back.

This pretty much sums up the last 2 months until last night.  McKayla got a cold on Monday, no big deal right?  Last night I was having trouble sleeping and was trying to lay down at about 12:30.  Jocelyn woke up and wanted to tell me all about her dream.  I let her snuggle with me and tell me about it and finally I got to sleep.  I was woke up at 2:00 am to McKayla standing in the kitchen gasping for air.  Sounded just like croup.  Only she is 8.  Each of my 3 kids have had croup a couple times each but all before they were 2.  It was seriously the worst strydor I have ever heard in my life.  Suddenly I felt very stranded way out here away from hospitals and family to help.  I don’t even know any neighbors well enough for a cheerful canyoutakemykidsat2o’clockinthemorning wake up call. It was so bad I actually considered calling 911 because she was getting almost no air whatsoever.  I grabbed Kayla’s coat and put her in the garage to breathe the cold air.  15 minutes later it was a little better but she still had strydor.  So I loaded all my sweet sleeping little ones in the car, dropped the 2 youngest at my Mom’s and headed to PCMC.  Sure enough she has croup.  The resident who examined her said he was going to get some steroids for her and let the attending physician know that she had croup.  Then he told me on second thought, the attending would probably want to examine her herself because she probably wouldn’t believe him that they had an 8 yr old in the ER with croup.  Lovely times, lovely times.  At least their was no wait in the ER and I was able to crawl into the comfort of my own bed at 5:48 this morning after only having had an hour and a half of sleep.  It was beautiful.  My bed that is. 

So I know if you break a mirror it’s 7 year bad luck.  What is the time frame of bad luck though if you make a major purchase on a superstitious day? 

K, I’m done whining.  Seriously though, the next person who gets sick at my house (whether it be a human, car or cat) is grounded.  Maybe I’ll fake sick and ground myself to my room for a week of reading.  Yeah, that sounds good.