Well, just made a complete idiot of myself at the school. Went to talk to ds1's teacher about how he coped today what with the lack of sleep etc and to explain that he might not get his homework finished on time this week. Started to speak and burst into tears, so embarassing, I am not a big crier, ever!
It was probably because I haven't had a minute to myself to think over the past couple of days (other than the odd minutes I've quickly checked in on here), arrived early at the school and sat on a bench thinking about everything. Then when I tried to speak to the teacher it all just bubbled up.
Luckily she is lovely and was very sympathetic and the other y2 teacher distracted ds1 for me so he didn't seem to notice. I think it was mainly about how worried I am about ds2, just can't believe he will have been so ill for four nights tonight and we are still struggling to control his temperature. He is in so much pain with his joints and keeps crying for me to make it stop. I'm not at all sure there won't be another dash to the hospital tonight, but will be the Childrens Hospital in the centre of Birmingham and they will admit him.
He's ok'ish while the calpol is working, but as soon as it wears off, which is long before he's allowed any more, he's back into the raging temp, delirious, full crisis mode. I'd be happier if he saw a doctor again, but DH thinks it isn't necessary as we've been through similar with him before and he tends to suddenly turn the corner and improve. Also, think DH is exhausted and doesn't want the disruption and complications another trip to hospital would bring only to be told there isn't anything they can do and be sent home again. Its ok for DH though, its not him thats sat with the poor little thing all day and night watching him suffer an not being able to help.
Oh, and to cap it all, my Mum has decided overnight that she is also really ill and is being all pathetic. To be fair, she did come and sit with ds2 while I went to the school and I am grateful for that, but she spent the entire time moaning about how ill she feels and suggesting ds2 has the same thing as her. (Mild cold that appeared overnight vs ds2s symptoms, I think not! Frankly, I was furious she could even consider suggesting it.) PIL also refused to come out and sit with ds1 when we went to the hospital last night. Am beginning to feel like there wasn't much point moving back to be near family.
Sorry, am moaning again. Just feel so fed up now, really have had more than enough.