Sick..ugh!

Woke up Sunday morning not feeling great with a sore throat but figured it was just from sitting outside on mom's patio saturday night. As the day progressed, I got worse and barely got out of bed all day and by mid afternoon I had a low grade fever. I started the Tylenol. By 4 am Monday I was having stomach cramps, more sore throat, a headache that won't quit, aching back, and just felt crappy all over. Called the doctor and they wanted to see me. I was tested for strep, flu and swine flu. Negative for all thank goodness! Doctor thinks I have a throat infection with a bug of some kind and gave me antibiotics for a week. I still feel kinda blah tonite but I will make it. Baby girl apparently has felt fine because she has continued her kick-a-thon and rolling and spinning right along.
On a darker note, today at our apartment, our neighbor downstairs son who is home on leave from Iraq started having some post traumatic stress syndrome and started shooting. SCARY!!! We heard about 15 shots but as we left for the doctor today, the CSI team and Detectives were doing their thing and we saw 23 "evidence" markers of casings and bullets all over downstairs breezeway. It is all very sad. We spoke with his father, who is our neighbor, a very nice older gentleman. He said that apparently his son "lost it" and started screaming and shooting. He shot himself, I'm assuming in the shoulder, because when I saw him on the sidewalk, the paramedics were bandaging and wrapping his shoulder. His father said he would be ok physically. There was another son injured, appeared to be in the hand. Before the cops arrived we heard a female screaming "I didn't do anything" repeatedly, for which we assumed a domestic violence situation but we did not go out to see where it was coming from, Chuck called 911. But later found out the female was the poor man's mother and I just feel for the entire family. It is very sad that this brave man has gone overseas and fought for his country and comes home to spend quality time with his family, and is able to spend that time, but yet, he mentally can't unwind or forget enough to be settled. I'm not going to make this blog political or anti-war or pro-war or anything like that, but today, seeing/hearing this first hand has really made me appreciate the sacrifices that the soldiers and their families make. Unfortunately, the war isn't just "over there." I pray for this family, and all the others like it that I don't know. The look on his father's face made me just want to hold him and cry with him. Very very sad.
On a much better note, Daddy went through further testing today for his heart, a Pet Scan. Basically a dye is run through his heart to check for blockages and such. They didn't admit him, so we're hopeful this is a good sign and they told him he would hear results in 2-5 days. Mom said he made it through with no problems. He then went to another doctor (he was trying to be a professional patient today!) and had some cysts removed from both eyes. I talked to him this afternoon and he said he felt fine and was having no problems. Thank God!
Well, I think I'm going to go to bed now, I'm exhausted and my head is starting to hurt a bit, so I'm going to medicine up and go to bed.
Night!