Today has been one of those crazy days.
First I woke up with a burning sore throat.
Later, Darryl brought Nathan down from his afternoon nap and I noticed that his hair and shirt was all sticky. I thought poor guy must have spit up all over himself. So I went upstairs to investigate and found an open bottle of infant ibuprofen in his bed. I started to panic. How much did he take, was he okay. He must have grabbed it on the way to his nap and I didn't notice. Luckily there was only a bit left in the bottom, so when I called health link and they confirm he would be fine, even if he had ingested all of it which he didn't because it was all over his head and bed. Whew.....
Then to get out of the house we went to the mall to do the bit of Christmas shopping we have to do this year. So there's me in the wheelchair with the crutches beside me and Lucas on my lap and Nathan on Lucas's lap. To get upstairs to the food court we need to take the elevator. So we get one with another mother and her two kids and the elevator doors close, but the elevator doesn't move. The girl (who was about 7 or 8) starts screaming and crying. "Oh my god, we are going to be stuck here forever" "Mom I'm so scared". Even the mom was calling the emergency people was upset about putting her on hold. Luckily her screaming and crying didn't freak out Lucas and Nathan. We spent our time watching the Christmas trees and Santa (it was a glass elevator) After about 10 minutes the elevator started to move and let us out. Thank god, the crying girl was making me crazy.