Meg is sick.
When the kids get sick, it always wreaks extra havoc on your life.
Last night, I came home to find her lying limp on the floor moaning.
I decided it was best to take her to the pediatric emergency room, because I didn't want to go through another night of her being up, thinking she might puke and mommy thinking she might pass out if she doesn't get back to bed.
So -- with promises of hitting the toy store (white lie) off we went.
She caught on when she didn't see any bright lights or toys, but then she saw all the kids and got over it.
As I suspected, she had strep, they gave her some antibiotics and we went home.
We get home and I find my husband lying limp on the floor and moaning. He's having some "bathroom and butt issues" use your imagination.
So he said I need to shower and change my pad (he's using my maxi pads, I kid you not)
I sigh and decide I don't want to know and shoo them both into bed.
Here's how this morning went.
8:00 am, I hop out of shower, put on Sesame Street for Jake and start to "get ready"
8:15 am my sister arrives (driven by my dad, who changes the plan of dropping off Meg's prescription for me, because he's running late)
8:30 I am backing out of the driveway, running to CVS to drop it off
8:35 I am back at the house, picking up Jake, who I've requested meet me outside and be shined up a bit
8:36 I am backing out of driveway and almost run over my sister who's run back to the car to ask me something
8:40 I throw kid number two into daycare facility and high tail it out of there, with a promise of calling later to explain
8:45 I am back at CVS picking up antibiotics telling the pharmacist about my morning. I believe he was judging me
8:47 I am at home giving the sister directions and saying bye to Meg
Directions went like this : Ok, she needs to take one of these right now, or when you can give it to her, common bribes can be but are not limited to promises of toys, any candy you find on top shelf of cabinet near fridge, cookies, cup of soda to wash it down, etc" if the said pill is too big, you can put it on a paper towel and try to cut it in half, or if you have a big tooth like me, crack it in half in your mouth and then transfer to her mouth"
Sister pauses and looks at me like I am nuts,
I realize what I just said and start to laugh so hard, a little pee comes out
I continue "she can have whatever she wants for breakfast but try to give her a nutritious lunch, call you later gotta go"
I then run out of house for a 9:01 train and make it.
At this point it dawns on me, if this had been my husband it've gone like this
8:30 Sigh
8:35 Sigh and think "there's no way this can be done, I'll need to call in late"
8:40 Sigh again
8:45 Tell someone a funny story about your ass
8:50 Decide to go to CVS but first take out garbage and recycling
8:55 Decide garbage can needs hosing out
9:00 Still getting hose out of garage
9:05 Chat with neighbor about global warming and new car wash in town
9:15 Decide better get to CVS
You get the point.
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