It's been a couple years since I really had a horrible flu... and oh was it horrible. From Friday night until about 5 pm today I have felt awful. I slept most of Friday night on the floor, unable to move. Saturday was mostly a blur, but at least I was in a bed most of the day. I remember thinking, "I should go to the hospital, but I am too sick to leave the house." This got me thinking even more during my dehydrated rant, "What do people do when they are too sick to take themselves to the hospital?" During a phone call with my cousin Mark, I mentioned this thought and he replied, "Kel- that's when you call a paramedic". Not that I was sick enough to call a paramedic, but, "Duh!" Next time I am so dehydrated that I can't critically think I will call Mark, after all, he is a rocket scientist!
Last Friday morning, Brian and I took Savannah to her wellness check-up as well as a check-up for her ear infection. She passed everything with flying colors, except that she actually lost one pound. The doctor said that she could have lost weight because babies at her age (10 months) are so active and crawl around everywhere. That's a good theory, BUT Savannah isn't crawling yet. The doctor looked a little puzzled and then said, "Well, that's common for a baby with her
mass." Now, of course with a mommy with a history of child obesity I had a look of panic on my face. Not even a year old and we are already having
these types of conversations with our pediatrician. Memories of Choc Hospital's child weight loss program, "Is that a good choice" was rushing back to me. He explained that, "Savannah is very proportional, but she is overall a large child." So, we kind of backed off of trying to get her to crawl and just figured it would happen when her body
mass would allow her to.
OF COURSE, the moment she really started crawling was Saturday when I was the most sick. Here is a quick video.