The kind of fun I can do without!
Mar. 14th, 2007 02:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wordinistaSO! Last week was my grandfather's 85th birthday. Relatives came in from out of town, and it was a very Interesting time (no, let's not go into how interesting, please -- I'm trying to forget). Suffice to say one uncle is a nimrod, and one is an even bigger ass than I'd even thought possible. The other two who were around were made of awesome.
Anyway, we went out to dinner Sunday night (that would be March 4th), and Mom came over to our house because two of my uncles (nimrod and asshole) were staying there. Asshole had taken her bed, and Nimrod was on an air mattress. Mom didn't want to take the couch, so she stayed with us.
About three in the morning, Darwin heard Mom get up and started barking. I shut him up (holygodscaredthecrapouttame) and went to check on Mom. Mom was sick. No, correction -- Mom was violently ill. Food poisoning, of course. Or so we thought.
Anyway, Mom stayed with us Monday and Tuesday -- by Tuesday she had energy enough to let me take her back to her house (Nimrod and Asshole were gone by this point). Mom hunkered down and gets some much needed rest.
Wednesday morning, Tora woke up for work, feeling awful. Turns out he'd been up sick around three in the morning. He felt queasy and gross, and couldn't keep any food down. Kinda like Mom.
NOT food poisoning -- stomach flu.
SO! I proceeded to care for Tora Wednesday and Thursday. By Friday he was able to eat bland foods. Friday I did the grocery shopping, renewed the car registration, and cleaned the house. Because I had a feeling I knew what was coming.
Nine o'clock Friday night, it was my turn. I was out of commission the whole weekend. Called into work Monday, because while I was able to eat, and the food was staying where it belonged, I could not do jack without breaking into a sweat. Yay.
Today is Wednesday, and I'm finally feeling somewhere close to 100%. I'm still queasy a lot of the time, but I have an appetite and am able to eat. My energy level is back to normal levels -- or close to it -- and I'm basically feeling more like myself.
Aren't I fun?
Anyway, we went out to dinner Sunday night (that would be March 4th), and Mom came over to our house because two of my uncles (nimrod and asshole) were staying there. Asshole had taken her bed, and Nimrod was on an air mattress. Mom didn't want to take the couch, so she stayed with us.
About three in the morning, Darwin heard Mom get up and started barking. I shut him up (holygodscaredthecrapouttame) and went to check on Mom. Mom was sick. No, correction -- Mom was violently ill. Food poisoning, of course. Or so we thought.
Anyway, Mom stayed with us Monday and Tuesday -- by Tuesday she had energy enough to let me take her back to her house (Nimrod and Asshole were gone by this point). Mom hunkered down and gets some much needed rest.
Wednesday morning, Tora woke up for work, feeling awful. Turns out he'd been up sick around three in the morning. He felt queasy and gross, and couldn't keep any food down. Kinda like Mom.
NOT food poisoning -- stomach flu.
SO! I proceeded to care for Tora Wednesday and Thursday. By Friday he was able to eat bland foods. Friday I did the grocery shopping, renewed the car registration, and cleaned the house. Because I had a feeling I knew what was coming.
Nine o'clock Friday night, it was my turn. I was out of commission the whole weekend. Called into work Monday, because while I was able to eat, and the food was staying where it belonged, I could not do jack without breaking into a sweat. Yay.
Today is Wednesday, and I'm finally feeling somewhere close to 100%. I'm still queasy a lot of the time, but I have an appetite and am able to eat. My energy level is back to normal levels -- or close to it -- and I'm basically feeling more like myself.
Aren't I fun?
