Let's start with the most immediate thoughts as Sunday afternoon someone pulled my plug; I curled up on the couch, covered head to foot and slept - until I got up to go to bed... at 7:30 PM. It was something that crawled all over me and sucked out my life force. Now thankfully I had enough get up and go to feed myself, take necessary meds and dress myself for bed.... because if I had to rely on the man I married, I be on the couch still with a cup of water and a pat on my head. Even that might be pushing it.
What kind of upbringing did this man have when the person you married in laying in a bed switching between shivering, and sweating, your response is to grump, pack your gym bag - ON THE BED - and tell the dogs to be quiet?!? Then go downstairs - without asking are you all right, do you need liquid, drugs, a doctor? Anything. Nothing. Thanks sweetie I'll just lay here and die. Oh yeah and No I didn't feed the dogs - seriously?! --- DO SOMETHING. Anything at this point.
Is it any wonder than I begged Nana to make sure she's at my house post surgery - please don't let me alone with my husband! What the heck am I going to do when we're old and grey?? I'll befriend a nurse from one of my groups as I get older... heaven help me. ;-)
Part of me feels bad for the little boy who obviously got this kind of reaction when he was sick, this annoyed you're screwing up my day face and attitude and this basic leave them alone policy... is this possible? I think the face is as his mama would consider this messy and and interruption to her day - the rest - well the man just has no clue how to nurture. Mama is right the last male-chauvinist left in world. Lucky me.
The party this weekend was a small success - I ate too much enjoyed the company and Niece M spent her time outside with Shelby in the sun, gathering flowers off the bushes and leaves and singing and whatever keeps a 4 1/2 year old happy. And she was! We also went to Large Toy store and she got to pick out some fun new games for her hand held device. Then Aunt Ing had to figure out how to play it, what the parental lockout code was and when we didn't know - call large game corporation to get the darn things reset... then I fixed it. Idiot proof. We were all in bed early, including Uncle Bubba who was sound asleep on his chair early.
Sunday - up breakfast - still feeling normal - got everyone packed and out the door - it's all groovy. Sat down... did the dog's nails (always a good time - NOT) sat down on the couch, took some pain killers thinking my back was still bothering me - then realized the ache was all over - and as previously documented - the rest is history. I stayed home from work yesterday - and probably think I should have extended it to two days... as I sit here feeling vaguely - detached, tired and can't get rid of that trickle in the back of my throat....and I am really tired of being sick... or allergic or whatever. I don't want to cough or deal with it... (grumble grumble).
I'm off to go find some lunch and maybe hope that will make me feel half human... or not.
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