Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Bad Doha Day

(This is a personal journal entry of a bad Doha Day, just for kicks...feel free to bypass.) We had such a great weekend with Tatty. BUT...Not only did she get to see the dunes and celebrate Bear's birthday with us, she also experienced a bad Doha Day. I'm so sad she got drug through such a lousy day but I'm also very thankful she was here for support. If only we would have had a couple bumps or surprises, instead of so many little ones all on the same day! Some of the challenges were self induced and some were just part of living in Doha. Unfortunately, Doha tends to make little problems into big problems because of traffic, language barriers, dust, no left turns, etc. I absolutely have to make record of our Sunday, but I had to distance myself from it before being able to laugh a little. After such a busy weekend we were just planning an easy day with a simple picnic, that's all. Here are some of the events...
  • Both boys woke up during the weeeeee hours of the night not feeling well therefore needing doc appointments
  • Tatty cracked 2 eggs for breakfast...one was accompanied by feathers the other was too firm to break...what came first the chicken or the egg? hum...gross!
  • Had a severe language challenge over the phone ordering food for lunch but we made it out the door and on the road
  • Picked up our lunch and headed to meet Daddy for lunch at the park
  • Made it to the park but Brooks fell asleep before we got there so we left him sleeping in the A/C car (just a few feet away)
  • Opened our lunch to find that our order went completely wrong
  • Brooks woke up, asked for the park toys and bubbles we packed...ooops, I forgot the backpack with the toys and diapers for Barrett
  • Finished a quick lunch and headed to the doctor for the first time here in Doha
  • Waited for about an hour, then the doc we were going to see had an emergency so we waited another 45 minutes to see a different doc
  • While we waited Barrett had a horrible dirty diaper...diapers were in the backpack at home. So I asked a very sweet French lady who I assumed by the looks of her little boy, if she had a diaper I could "buy" from her. Of course she was very sweet and gave me one.
  • The nurses said they had wipes but turned out they didn't, so we used a wet paper towel.
  • Finally we saw the doc who was very nice. She diagnosed and sent us away with scrips to fill.
  • Made our way to the pharmacy inside the hospital as Brooks started throwing up in the hallway. I rushed him to the bathroom, which I quickly found out was the "Mens".
  • Finally got all the meds and headed out.
  • Got in the car, started looking for my cell phone to call Nick. And as we're sitting in typical Doha traffic at 3:30pm...BAM...I conveniently rear-end the car in front of me! We pulled over across 3 lanes of Doha drivers :O to talk to the poor Arab women I scared half to death. Thankfully the cars weren't damaged so we walked away.
  • Couldn't find my phone anywhere so we headed back to the hospital...hoping its there. Thank goodness it was at the pharmacy. But we added a good hour to our afternoon just because I forgot the phone and had a fender-bender.
  • Ahh...finally headed home to get out of the craziness and help the poor Bees rest and feel better. Both boys fell asleep on the way home so we were hoping to take them straight to their beds for a nap.
  • Barrett went right up stairs and finished his nap. Unfortunately, Brooks woke up with car stopped BUT worse we opened the front door to the most awful smell EVER!
  • One of the dogs was sick and had diarrhea in the kennel and both dogs had been laying in the mess, for who knows how long!
  • Opened the kennel and they shook like wet dogs...the entire laundry room and my body were sprinkled with NASTY!
  • Obviously the dogs were whisked quickly out side. I gagged my way through getting the kennel outside (with rubber gloves) and Kathy flipped the emergency mom button on and put it in full gear. She mopped the fire out of the tile floors and walls 2x and I took care of poor Brooks who was still throwing up.
  • As soon as possible I called the husband and summoned him to start making his way home! As soon as he was home he washed the kennel and the dogs.
  • Brooks started feeling a little better and Barrett woke up from his late nap. All 3 adults finally got showers and were looking forward to wrapping up the day when I couldn't locate Barrett. Nick was sure he went downstairs and he was right...Bear was not only downstairs but outside all by himself in the dark in the middle of the cul-de-sac having a ball playing the the water. Mother of the year!!
  • That just about wraps up the day. We all made it to bed and had a much better day on Monday! Thank you Lord, our Sunday actually could have been much worse but we're certainly glad its over!!
If only our day would have been as cute and fun as these pictures :)


angie said...

Wendi you are a wonderful mommy! I am so sorry that you had such a terrible day. That day is right up there with Alexander and the terrible, horrible, no-good very bad day. (If you've never read that children's book you should it's a good laugh)I'm thankful that today was better:)

Sharon said...

OMG! I don't even know what to say....other than the good ol' BLESS YOUR HEART! I'm so sorry! I guess it was good to have Tatty there! What a blessing!

Love you!

Katy said...

Oh my gosh, Wendi, you poor thing!! I'm glad that day's over!!

shannonmichaelis said...

I think I am going to vomit. I almost think having a dirty diaper without one to change is just as bad as the rest of the story. So glad Kathy was there to help out. So sorry that you had such a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day.

Shannon said...

OH MY STARS....really, I was laughing and wanting to cry the entire time reading that post. You poor thing. So glad that Nick's mom was there and you were able to get a little help. Love you! Hang in there!

nanflan said...

I will never complain about having a bad day again ever!

Caryn said...

Seriously I think I teared up when you got to the kennel part. I felt completely overwhelmed and defeated for you just reading the post - I can't imagine living it!!!! I hope you're comfortable crying in front of the MIL because I know I would have been in tears from about midday on!!!! I love you and you are an amazing mother and those boys are blessed beyond measure to have you taking care of them on their sickly days. I hope you don't have one like this for a good long time. Hope everyone is feeling better. Nick, if you're reading these comments I think another spa day is in order :)

julie mosley said...

You deserve an award just for getting through that day! I hope today is uneventful!

The Wilsons said...

Oh Wendi, I just wanted to cry for you when I read that post. What a day! I'm glad you did not have to go through it alone. You are a wonderful mother!

Heather Anderson said...

Wow! You survived it...that's the important part. You want to hear Mommy of the Year? I was upstairs with the baby and assumed Daddy was watching Parker downstairs, but he wasn't aware of that and when we went looking for Parker he was sitting outside on the deck.....by our pool! We counted our blessings, said some thank you God prayers and immediately installed better locks! Some days just go like that.

Hunter, Amanda, Hudson and Maddie said...

OH MY GOSH...bless your heart. i am so glad kathy was there with you. i am glad that day is over and hope you never have to go through that again! i hope brook's and the dog are feeling better.

The Berridges said...

I know you're a great mom! At least you weren't all by yourself that day! Thank goodness for moms and moms-in-law! I hope everyone is feeling better...including the dogs! :)

How it Began said...

SHUTUP! I can't believe I'm just know reading this. You deserve some kind of medal. Wow, there are no words for that kind of day. I'm just so glad you weren't alone. That's one pooh filled day. I wish I was there to help you and now laugh hysterically at that day. I'm glad everyone is ok and healthy now. By the way, yes you are mother of the year! No one's better than you. That's the truth