Date: May 12, 2004
My contractor- bless his heart - got me a doorbell thingy so John can call me at any time. He pushes a little button and this thing I plug into any outlet goes off. Ding Dong.
John has a portable button - I plug in the other end near me.
Tonight Chuck delivered a headset - so John can play games VERBALLY on his PlayStation II and his G4 tower.
(John is asking for a G5 tower---- he really milks being sick)
My $50 - for the headset
And after Chuck left - I ran to the grocery store
Daring to leave the patient alone (I can do this now)
I got back (1 hour)
He's fine (I worry anyway)
I began unloading.
I was about done and sorting stuff on the counter.
I had indulged in Enduldge - 10/$10.
I got him donut holes (I had three - Crispy Creams - Bad Mommy!) - which we later fed to the nurses.
I figured he could dip them in hot tea-----.
I got him soda.
I got him juice (pasturized only) .
I got him soups.
pant gasp.
I got me some weight watchers ice cream and desert things.
I made Atkins brownies last night (I had one today - the limit - and should not have done the donut hole thing).
My kids say I am smaller than last year -----
SLOW PROCESS.
Wonder why?
HA HA HA HA HA HA
Anyway, the doorbell goes off and the kid also screams!
I had his door propped open so I could hear him - a fan pumping out of his room and a window open - he not in a draft (window can be open if breeze not blowing) because it is hot.
The cat locked up (for being annoying) - the cat wants to be in that room!
Or in that window.
Cat (Ranger - the puff ball) already fell out of the other window in there and broke the new cable connection!
Cat in the bathroom for good measure while the door is open.
Besides - Ranger threw up on a clean spot on the rug - he will run out of those shortly if I don't shampoo soon.
A doorbell going off with a sick child (day 48) is cause for mild panic - especially since I am about naked by now in a nightgown and not too much else.
A run to the hospital will take time-------
TA TA Tuesday was yesterday! I can't drive this way!
So I run madly, leaping over the fan (the one that could power a jet).
My son enjoys seeing me straddle the fan - cause for lewd comments
and he's siting up in bed, making said comments and pointing at the floor.
"SPIDER PATROL!"
Because the doors are not somehow really weather-stripped.
And they come in.
I grabbed my trusty Clorox Cleanup (Lysol works better at this but you can't use aerosol in his room) and
---- ZAP ZAP - spider is history.
Now mother will crawl off somewhere to calm down.
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