A Week of Sickness . . .

It all began last Thursday when Dan reached down to pick up Kaiyah, realizing only as he rose up that he could no longer stand or turn in any direction without being having a great pain in his lower back. So, off he went to the hospital, a two minute walk from our house, where he was diagnosed in a language that we didn't understand and thus can't tell you exactly what he had. But we do know that his vertebrae where sitting on top of each other in his x-ray, without the nice little cushion of gelly fluid stuff that is supposed to be there. He was given some medicine to try for a few days, and when that seem to make minimal improvement to his situation, he was put on a regiment of daily physical therapy for 15 to 20 days.

Meanwhile, Sunday rolls around and Kaiyah starts running a fever. We just assumed it was due to teething. Four of her upper teeth look like they are making their way down, some further along than others. And thus, we got pictures like this:

and this . . .

Finally, it seems like she just might be on the mend. Tuesday night she went to sleep and it seemed like there just might be some sleep in store for the rest of us as well . . . until Zeke woke up at 4:30 in the morning running a fever of 103 degrees, producing pictures like this . . .

Hopefully he will be on the mend quickly and ready for the 3 weeks of company we have coming, starting with Uncle Lee and Aunt Tori arriving this Sunday!