Friday, June 15, 2007

Thanks!

You Guys Are the Best!

Thanks so much for all your kindness and support over my last few posts. It never seems to just rain---it always pours, doesn't it?

My stomach bug was one of those 24-36 hour things, blessedly. Wanna lose 5 lbs real fast? I don't recommend this diet!

This whole week has played out like a really really bad Stooges episode.

Monday afternoon, I was working downstairs (still trying to tackle the laundry room). Big Kid came running in.

"Mom! I think I coughed up some blood!"

Oy, not again. What was it this time? Spaghetti sauce?

Except that it really WAS blood. Eeek! Called the doc who said, "How soon can you get here?" and rushed the kid into town. I white-knuckled it all the way, tried to calm the kid down, and tried not to let him see MY panic.

Turns out the kid was the THIRD patient the doc had seen that day with a particularly nasty form of bronchitis. The Kid had bronchitis a few weeks ago, and although he took the meds and felt fine, apparently the dose didn't do the trick. He prescribed new meds, including prednisone ("will this make my dick shrink?"), new inhaler.

And a chest x-ray. So that the kid wouldn't add lung cancer to his list of obsessions (butt tumors, scalp cancer, aliens laying eggs in his digestive tract, etc).

12 hours later in the wee hours of the morning, I started yarking my guts up. By 6:30am, I woke up the hubby and asked him to get up, because I was falling over and needed to go to bed. I didn't want to breathe any putrid flu germs on him.

That was prolly moot, because I'd been breathing on him before I turned into a puke machine. I just wanted to be considerate. None of the guys seem to have caught it, thank heavens!

Bless Hubby's heart. He stayed home and took care of me. Kept the kids from tearing each other's noses off and kept the dogs from yapping at every butterfly that flew past the window. After I fell into bed, I was dead to the world for about 4 hours.

Then I head a "tap tap tap" on the bedroom door.

"Honey?"

Whaaaaaaa??

"I'm sorry to bother you, but Big Kid doesn't know what pills to take in the morning. I don't know what meds he takes in the morning either!"

Whaaaaaa?? Shit. I forgot to refill the pill dispenser last night.

"I called the doctor's office and XXXXX (the medical assistant) doesn't know!"

Whaaaaaa??? I pulled the pillow off my head and moaned.

Did any of you think to read the directions on the pill bottles?

Doods!

12 comments:

Pete said...

surely you know that no family can function without Mum!!

keep smiling

Brenda said...

The pill thing is right up there with the male's inability to close cabinet doors, find something in the fridge or cabinet that takes moving one object to find, and relinquish control of a remote, right? What would they do without you ATM?

Ashley's Mom said...

And what will they do once we moms decide to chuck this crap and head to the islands - for good?? They had better start practicing 'cause each day brings me close to wanting those drinks with little umbrellas!

Philip. said...

Kept the kids from tearing each other's noses off


Is that what children do to each other nowadays??? - LOL

carmachu said...

Glad you're feeling better!

Did he really say aliens laying eggs in his digestive tract? I heard the other stories before....

And what? You expect men to read instructions? Silly woman....

Attila The Mom said...

Car---"Did he really say aliens laying eggs in his digestive tract? I heard the other stories before....

Oh God yes..."

On one of his midnight forays into the fridge, he ate most of a humongous container of raisins.

The next morning he took a big poo, and as he flushed, he saw what he thought were "eggs". Undigested raisins that were rehydrated into little gray balls. Yes, I know it's gross.

He freaked out so much that for the next 2 poos (they don't call it colon-blow for nothing!), he actually sifted through the turds with his hands. Found another raisin and had a major panic attack. And then FINALLY told me.

On his own, he'd convinced himself that either he had some kind of parasite in his digestive tract, or yes, maybe aliens deposited eggs there. eeek.

Took awhile for him to own up that he filched almost a pound of raisins the night before. LOL

Beth said...

Geez. Mothers cannot even be sick the way other members of the family can.

Hope your "bug" is totally gone.

Miss Litzi said...

Hi Attila,
I’m glad you’re feeling better. Do you think you might have picked up a bug when you had Big Kid at the doctor’s office? Tough way to catch up on your rest and lose weight….

Do you ever wonder why women have been labeled “the weaker sex” when it’s obvious they’re the ones holding the family together by attending to the minutiae of day to day life? It’s a bit of a misnomer.

Terri@SteelMagnolia said...

Oh.. glad you're feeling better...
and glad all is okay with your child!! Scary when they get sick.

Special K said...

I seriously don't know how you cope. I would have had a meltdown YEARS ago.

Jacqui said...

You are hilarious even when you are sick. Hope you feel better soon.

ps - hubby can't even remember what son's diagnosis. I totally relate!

phlegmfatale said...

YOu poor lamb - I hope you're fully recovered soon. Yeah, that pill thing takes the cake!