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    Oh, that dirty, dirty disease

    October 25, 2007

    The Husband thought he got it on Monday so he stayed home. Normally I like him at home. Monday? Not so much. He had a list of to-do items for me to do and none of them included my job, my other job and 2 hours of Overboard that I tivo’d from Saturday on TNT.

    I endured, because I’m the good little Mrs., I mean, Ms. Oops I didn’t Take Your Name.

    Then I got the call at 4 yesterday.

    The Husband: I’m dry heaving. I think it’s because of the surgery.

    That acid reflux surgery is tricky stuff. Apparently those who suffer from acid reflux will do just about anything to make it go away. To include having a surgery which makes it physically impossible for you to ever burp or vomit again.

    When the doctor tells you that, you think, “Good. I don’t like throwing up anyway.”

    Except when you have a stomach flu and the contents of your stomach now have to take the ultra long route out of your body.

    Three hours round trip to pick him up last night in rush hour traffic because he didn’t think he could make it on the train. Then he was home today.

    Twice in one week. It’s too much. Too much, I say. First of all, I had to alternate sleeping between the children last night because I’m about over this crap and I’m not nursing anyone back from death now. Everyone has had a chance to be the poor sick person and it is over. That ship has sailed. Or sunk, depending on how you look at it.

    Which means I got to sleep with The Boy With Thirty Elbows. Sweet Jesus, could someone just let this kid Cry It Out and get it over with? Oh, that’s right. His crying it out means that no one sleeps in the house. Technicalities.

    It also meant that Dad was The Ever Present Force in the house all. day. long.

    The Boy: I don’t want to take a nap. I want to be with Dad.

    Has anyone seen The Baby? I left him at his father’s feet only to find him 5 minutes later playing in his brother’s room upstairs. Apparently the dirty virus BLINDS you as well.

    There was an incident where someone drove 1 1/2 hours in the rain to a doctor’s appointment that is on MONDAY.  Deserted office, three doctors present.  You think they could just take The Baby and give him his shots.  I mean, he hasn’t had any for at least two weeks.  But NO.  They kindly offered me an appointment 7  hours later.  Like I have nothing to do.  1 1/2 hours home.  I canceled Monday’s appointment.  Screw the vaccinations.  He’s had like 900 shots.  How many more can he possibly need?

    The kids both screamed for an hour today. I don’t know why. I asked repeatedly and no one answered me. They just kept screaming. It was like a Scream Off. The Olympic sport of Screaming. ABC’s Wide World of Screaming.  I’m not going to say who deserved the gold but I may have dragged someone screaming out to the car with threats of going to the ER. He actually went apoplectic. Crazed. Psycho.  Then silent.  There is a God and he loves me.

    What kind of mother threatens to take her child for elective stitches?

    A berry, berry tired one.

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    1. Occidental Girl says:

      Now that the ship has sunk, it’s all smooth sailing from here!

      Sorry, trying to be “chin up” and it’s coming off more like “shut up!”

      Seriously, heal, family. Flu is bad news, dudes.

      October 25th, 2007 at 10:55 pm

    2. Loralee says:

      Good hell, I need a drink just reading all of that. :S

      That surgery is godawful when you have the flu. UG.

      Screaming kids? Nothing worse. I would be babbling incoherently on the floor at this point. Although, Kurt Russle would have to put me in the rain barrel if I did that…:

      October 25th, 2007 at 11:48 pm

    3. Manic Mommy says:

      You can’t even think about a cocktail when you have the stomach flu. How do you cope?

      We’ve got “the coughing that never stops” over here.

      Pediatrician says it’s nothing. Preschool? Not so much.

      At least I can drink.

      October 26th, 2007 at 9:17 am

    4. Amy says:

      Yikes! Feel better!

      October 26th, 2007 at 11:24 am

    5. Jennifer/The Word Cellar says:

      “I like it when she goes buh buh buh buh.” (

      October 26th, 2007 at 1:22 pm

    6. Pam says:

      Laughed so hard I cried. Only because I have been there. My kids are a little older now and the craziness just gets crazier! Keep up the good work, from, this mommy need a cocktail too!

      November 1st, 2007 at 8:21 pm

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