So you see

there was this woman, who was kinda crazy, and pregnant, and stressed off her nut, eating badly, sleeping worse, crying all the time and so on and so forth.
then the youngest kid got sick and so did she, but thankfully it didn’t last long.
but the side-effects of the new drugs she was taking for her crazy did.
making her feel rolling waves of nauseousness and a heightened feeling of tension and anxiety.
which is great for someone already feeling on the edge, to feel more tense.
but she kept going.
because, you know, three kids, a husband, a job, multiple deadlines, an impressive tendency to martyrdom and a healthy obsessive compulsive demeanor do that.
and then, with a drug dosage variation things improve on that front, very very slightly.
but you have numerous colleagues off work. for.an.entire.week.
and then your youngest kid decides to projectile vomit.
in the car.
about two blocks from home.
at 7.45 at night.
and continues to do so – or try to do so, with just the dry-wretching wracking his poor little frame until 1am.
then at 1.30 he wants a drink.
and keeps it down.
then he wants a slice of toast.
with vegemite.
at 4.30am.
and keeps that down.
and while you’re really pleased, and that it means you don’t need to go to the hospital, it still takes about another 12 hours for him to do a wee.
and you think maybe you should have taken him to the hospital.
and you have to work from home.
with three children.
and a mother.
and it is the big deadline day for the major project you work on.
and you’ve had 3.5 hours of broken pieced-together sleep.
and you just kinda feel really really really fragile.
and you end up sitting here, typing something to show everyone you still care, eating boysenberries out of a can.
Yeah.

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  • Jenn

    *hugs* All I can say is, man, oh, man, you are going through some rough, tough crapola.

    On the upside, at least you guys aren’t all ill at the same time.

  • Kim

    You know, I have said a quiet prayer of thanks on that score. Somehow the New Recruit has a gastro bug two weeks in a row and I have only been hit with it – two out of five ain’t bad, that I pay.

  • Heides

    Kimbles that is crazy. I hope you’re OK. (you’re pregnant! – I am so out of touch) And may I say I never cease to be amazed at how much you can do ! Take care and can we please talk soon.

  • Surfing Free

    You certainly have your hands full! I hope everyone in the house is on the mend now .. and no more diseases may enter!

  • Joke

    Boysenberries come in a can? Who knew?

    -J.

    P.S. I have a theory that Heaven is where your life is like you rlife on Earth except NOTHING VEXING, ANNOYING, STRESSFUL OR OTHERWISE BAD EVER HAPPENS. (In fact, I think Heaven is like a grand cocktail party.)

  • Kim

    HEIDES! HELLO!