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Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

Posted on: March 11, 2009 7:29 am
 

Shoot me now, seriously, just pull the trigger and put me out of my misery.  I had taken the shot dangit, I wasn’t suppose to get it, right?  My doctor won’t see me, he tells me stay home, lots of clear liquids, oh and yeah, he’ll charge me for that advice.  Yeah, I know, it’s the flu, I’m on day two and am completely miserable. 

Of course my family won’t give me comfort.  My husband doesn’t want to catch it so when I just want to curl up and be miserable and cry out for comfort, I get a poor baby, a few strokes of the hair and off he goes.  I go through those periods where I just want to be held and coddled.  Unfortunately I also go through periods where it’s just leave me alone darnit.  Why is it, that’s when the family wants to make me feel better? Huh? 

Then there’s dinner.  My daughter asks, what’s for dinner?  My response…there’s the fridge and there’s the microwave.  You’re twenty, you figure it out.  Of course no one offers to make me soup (which I had to go out and buy btw). 

And why, oh why, can’t  I get out of “mom mode”?  You know the mode.  Mom’s aren’t allowed to get sick.  Comes from years of conditioning, trying to get the kids out the door while you have one foot in the grave already.  Dragging your weary bones to the cabinets to pull out a can of spaghetti-o’s because the kids have to eat, right?  Of course, when the kid gets old enough, I’ve trusted her to fend for herself, my husband on the other hand. 

Yep, his coffee is on and his clothes are laid out and while I’m tempted to throw water on him just to wake him up because he keeps hitting the snooze button, I just try to wake him up gently.  I know I won’t have peace of mind until he’s out the door.  So what’s the point of going back to bed when I know I’m just going to fret until I know he’s out the door with every thing he needs.  And why should it really matter since I don’t do any of this when I’m on my way to work myself, why do I think being home makes him helpless and incapable of doing these things himself?   And since I’m sick, why should I care?

Okay, don’t mind my ranting, I’m still a bit feverish.  I’m like most mom’s, selfless, uh huh, yeah, I’m selfless.  Just wondering though…should I put the roast in the slow cooker before I crawl back to bed?

 

Category: General
Tags: Illnesses
 
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Since: Oct 19, 2007
Posted on: March 23, 2009 10:19 pm
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

Here is a belated get well soon.  By now I'm sure you are healthy and back to working on your outside maintenance projects.  I hope you at least had the time to follow the doctors orders and drink fluids and rest, and not just focus on cooking, doing the laundry, and getting the hubby off for the day to keep his career on track. 

 




Since: Jul 17, 2008
Posted on: March 16, 2009 8:54 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

 SteelPumpkin mentioned about how he takes care of his girlfriend.  Just wait until they're married, you and I know that will both change...lol.

We've been together over 8 years now.  In certain states, we would be "common law" married.  Surprised




Since: Jan 12, 2007
Posted on: March 15, 2009 11:51 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

Hi Mom

My soft and gentle side wishes you well, in all haste. My devious and dark side says 'serves you right for being a Steelers fan" !!

Mom, it is gets harder as we get older to shake these things, I myself was laid low at Christmas and it took a lot of time to get back to being the normal obnoxious person I am, but it happened. I too live in a house where I do everything for everyone and nobody does anything for me, it is not just a 'Mom" thing believe me.

What is it with late teenagers and twenty somethings that they can be adults when they feel like it (dating, driving a car, going to college) but lapse into childhood at the merest possible hint of having to be grown up (getting your own food, maybe actually doing some housework or helping a parent with something without being asked a million times)?????

Life, if you cannot bitch about it, you ain't livin' it!!!

Take care

Neil




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 7:01 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

JSB,

Thanks, yeah, the flu is hitting pretty hard around here, so much so that the doctors offices are telling people not to come in unless it's hanging around for a few days and they don't seem to be getting better or can't keep liquids down. 

You're right, mom's aren't allowed to get sick.

 




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 6:59 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

Steve,

Enjoy the warm weather and your paid "vacation".  I think alot of us go through the same thing.  SteelPumpkin mentioned about how he takes care of his girlfriend.  Just wait until they're married, you and I know that will both change...lol.

 




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 6:56 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

SteelPumpkin...

In all honesty it wouldn't work too well...my husband tends to cave up when he gets sick and I get a snarling bear if I try to take care of him.  And thank you.




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 6:54 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

I'll have to remember the grapeseed oil extract Papa...that does get taken orally right? 

 




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 6:53 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

So, The chicken soup didn't help? Your poor husband, there ain't nothin' less sexy than a sick, irritable woman!!  I know what you are about to say, but  I was just looking at collateral effects!!

 


Afer 10 years of being with him, I'm suppose to be sexy?

 




Since: Sep 9, 2006
Posted on: March 15, 2009 6:52 am
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

Thanks Lyman...

Well...no alcohol was in the house, otherwise I'd have probably finished it off...without the coffee.

 




Since: Sep 13, 2006
Posted on: March 13, 2009 3:02 pm
 

Incoherent Ramblings from a Feverish State

      
; Hope you're better soon, mum.  It is that time of year.  And,

No, moms are not allowed to get sick.  That rule is written down

somewhere, ... maybe in the other file, ...

      
; Take care mum and be sure that it doesn't get worse.  Do

make sure that you get rest, please.

 



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