And this is where I get my butt handed to me...

Ugh, where do I start.  I thought last week sucked.  I woke up Monday with a bit of a cold.  I was annoyed because it's the third time I've been sick since Josh left.  So apparently my impenetrable immune system is no longer impenetrable.  Tuesday, I still felt sick, but not horrible.  I went running with Cailin and the girls went to Mother's Morning Out at Garber.  Wednesday, I went to get the girls in the morning and Josie was having trouble breathing.  It really scared me, so I called the Koupals and they told me to bring her in a hot steamy bathroom with me, which I did and it helped a lot.  I brought her to the doctor and he prescribed prednisone to open up her airways and gave me extra in case Piper came down with the same thing.  Thursday and Friday, I felt sick enough that I contemplated going to the Now Care because my chest was so tight and I was having trouble breathing too.

Meanwhile, Jackson had surgery scheduled for Friday to remove a big tumor on his hip.  It was supposed to be a routine surgery and would help address the limping and the trouble he has moving that hip around.  The vet called Friday afternoon and said it was much more complicated than she was expecting, that the tumor was wrapped around muscles and nerves, that she actually severed his sciatic nerve while she was in there, and that she was recommending we biopsy it. :(  He came home Friday afternoon and I couldn't even get him up the stairs.  Heather helped me get him inside, then came back later that night and helped me get him out to go potty.  We won't know the results of the biopsy until late next week and pray that it's not the big bad C word. :(  We love our Jackson. 

Josie and I are finally feeling better today after a week of sleepless nights and loooong days.  Piper never came down with it (knock on wood).  I told her to stay healthy so she can take care of all of us!  We're also sans babysitter now after I let go the new one who did not work out last week.

Here's some proof of our crappy week:

Josie looking a little disheveled and not feeling so hot after a nap.  

 Poor guy is already getting sick of being stuck inside.  He hobbles over to his frisbee when I take him out to go potty. 

 Huge cut to remove a big, bad tumor. :(

Just fine, happy as can be.