Better

The worst thing about a completely irrational freakout is the fact that I KNOW I'm being completely irrational, yet I can't stop freaking out.

Today Alex seems better yet again.  He had a 102 degree fever at 4:00 this morning, but after I gave him some Tylenol and he went back to bed, he got up this morning around 8:00 fever free and as of right now (1:30 in the afternoon) is still a healthy 97.6 degrees.  So, I'm hopeful we can start our 24 hour countdown before he's allowed to leave quarrantine and get out of the house for a bit.  He still can't breathe out of his nose and is having EPIC booger production, but otherwise his spirits are up and he's got plenty of energy to torment his brother.  When I asked him if he's feeling better he responded "I am feeling better today because you filled me up with medicine"

Max and John still have coughs and John is dealing with his trademark mucus overproduction issues, and I've got a headache, but I'm thinking that has more to do with lack of sleep and worry about my little boy bursting into a fireball at any minute from fever.  I went to the craft store this morning and brought home a bunch of little art projects for Alex to do since he feels better but still can't leave the house.  He can't go to school today, but I'm crossing my fingers he'll be able to go on Thursday because they're having a Halloween party and he's been so excited to go to school in his Spiderman costume.

I'm going to try to do some yoga every day, nothing fancy like standing on my head or twisting into a prezel, just some meditative breathing and stretching.  Give myself some time to relax and clear my mind. As the matriarch of this family, my mood sets the tone of our household, and that old saying "if mama ain't happy no one is" can really be true.  Having a nuclear panic attack about something only makes that something harder to deal with than it really has to be.  If Alex really does have H1N1 and really is getting better now, I have to say that all the stress and worry I had was really pretty silly because when compared to other illnesses he's had in his short life, this one was fairly mild.  If Max, John and I get it, I'm going to hope it is mild for us as well instead of freaking out because WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! GAAAAHHHH!