Unbelievable!

I have this son. I had no intention to quit nursing him and he had no desire to take a bottle. I started feeling a little off last Wednesday. I went to see the doctor about my sore throat on Thursday. The news was not good. I was diagnosed with Mono. I had already been a single mom for a month this past spring because Mark had mono and I always said that if I got it I was sure the world would come to an end. Well, I got it and the world did not end--thank heavens. Once I got the diagnosis I made the quick decision to quit nursing. I didn't think my body could handle the routine and I knew I was going to need to be apart from him for more than four hours at a time. It's funny but Spencer miraculously decided he liked the bottle and what was in it. It was the right decision, but now I was dealing with the pain of mono and the pain of not nursing. As if it couldn't get any worse mother nature made her monthly visit a few day later. I got progressively worse each day. Mark became a single father through the weekend and commented, "having a wife with mono is worse than having it." I was unable to talk or eat for several days. The doctor had recommended that I get plently of fluids. HA! I could not swallow because my tonsils completely closed my throat. Fortunately my sisters-in-law (the best people ever) alternated days taking the kids all day long. The ward fed my family every night without me even asking. So, one week after my diagnosis, I woke up and actually felt a little better. It's day two of the recovery now. My body feels like I just ran a marathon but I am finally able to swallow with little pain. I feel like I've been gone and finally come home. I really missed my family. Eventhough it sucked to go through all the pain at once, at least it is all coming to an end. Yay!