7 posts tagged “sick”
I've been sick and whiny all week. If I were Steve, I would've sent me to my room, locked the door and thrown the key away. But I'm not Steve. Instead, he got up on Sunday morning, got the kids out the door, played last minute substitute teacher for my Sunday School class, and allowed me to curl up on the couch in my pajamas for both Sunday AND Monday. He also did the Sunday afternoon clean up. (The house always seems to explode during the Sunday morning rush to get ready for church) He's been great in the evenings, doing whatever he can to make stuff easy on me, even if that just means playing referree and answering the hundreds of questions the kids come up with.
Last night he really came through for me. He surprised me with 2 pints of Ben and Jerry's (Chubby Hubby and Half Baked) and this....
Yes, he brought me War and Peace. I read Crime and Punishment and Anna Karenina a couple of summers ago and have been talking about wanting to read War and Peace ever since. It's something I've mentioned before, but it's been awhile, so Steve gets "good husband" bonus points for stopping and buying this for me. Not that he needs any more points. His score is off the chart this year already. Although, now that I think about it, maybe he bought it for me so I would stop trying to talk to him while he is trying to read "The Poisonwood Bible". Hmmmm.
Anyway, this is the newest (and supposedly the best) translation. Sure this might take me a month to read, but I'm looking forward to it. As you can see, ZuZu is unimpressed by War and Peace and just wanted me to give her the treat I promised if she would sit still for the picture.
When you get sick and every time without fail, your husband gets sick too. And he gets 10 times sicker because he has asthma and allergies and lots of other crap. Yeah, that stinks. But I still love him and he doesn't complain. He's a good guy. I'm just a sorry wife who wants to be sick by myself so he can take care of me a little. Is that so wrong?
Well, kind of, just another day, Josiah woke up at 4am and knocked at my door. He announced he was going to be sick and ran back down the hall to the bathroom. So, I had my first kid home sick. He didn't throw up anymore, but his belly was bothering him most of the day. Sure, I didn't get everything taken care of that I planned today, had to put some stuff off, but I do like having my boy home with me, even if he is sick. He really is a sweet kid.
Actually, I'm not feeling too well myself. I feel like I'm on the verge of coming down with something. I hope not. So yeah, that's it. I'm all blogged out today. Maybe I'll be more interesting tomorrow.
Sorry to whine, but I can't help myself. I'm so frustrated. I've had this cold for a week now. Every time I think it's getting better, every time I wake up feeling better, I end up feeling worse by the end of the day. I just want to feel normal again. I want my energy back so I can do some serious Spring cleaning. Who am I kidding, I would like to be able to just get the normal housecleaning and laundry done!
Today while the family was outside doing yardwork and enjoying the wonderful warm beautiful day, I was inside in bed, covers pulled up over my head hoping to get enough energy to load the dishwasher and make dinner. Luckily, I woke up feeling relatively ok. I loaded the dishwasher, made up some dinner for everyone. I even tried out the pogo stick briefly, but found I wasn't really up to that.
That concludes my whining for today. On a good note, I had a good hair day today. And despite eating like a pig all weekend and gaining 2 pounds, my new shorts still fit.
to anyone that I have left comments to in my husband's username in the past couple days. I am usually good about logging him out when I use his laptop, but um, the last couple of days not so much. I blame it completely on the cold that I have been fighting all week long. If I don't blame it on the cold, I would have to admit I'm a complete flake most days. Not that you all haven't realized that. Ok, we have some movies that need to be watched so I can get some new ones from Netflix. Guess that means I'm going to have to suck it up and watch Scarface with Steve sometime this weekend if I ever want to get to Zach Braff in whatever his last movie was.
Obviously I picked up the plague in some rest stop or truck stop along the way home. I feel like I am going to die. Ok, I don't feel like I am going to die. I just have a cold. I feel as though I have no right to complain after the pain Steve was in last week. Tylenol Severe Congestion knocks it right out of me, but it also knocks me out. So I'm waiting til bedtime to take another. I'm thinking 5 kids running around the house while I am unconcious, just not the best idea in the whole world.
I'm no longer upset with Steve. I got over that, oh, as soon as he walked in the door in one piece. Helps that he was looking all hot too.
Ok, the 7th graders are fighting, must go out and referree. Probably ought to stir the spaghetti sauce and put the rest of the groceries away. At least I have all the frozen and refridgerated stuff put away, right? Cereal boxes and cans of cream of mushroom soup in the middle of the kitchen floor never hurt anyone. Well, unless they trip on them....
Seriously, don't you know moms can't get sick? I'm sporting a lovely runny nose and now a fever. I feel like a train has run me over. I'm kinda hoping they cancel tonight's church stuff since it's snow a teensy bit. If not, I'll just suffer through it. I've got to bring the snack tonight for the middle/high schoolers. If my head clears a little and I can think a coherant thought or two I'll be back with a real entry. I'm sure the kids will do something entertaining that I can write about later.
