Posts Tagged ‘Illness’

You Have A Gift For Understatement, Son

August 17, 2017

“I’m feeling unnormal,” my son told me last night as I was tucking him in.

“‘Unnormal?'” I asked.  “Does that mean you’ll be going to sleep easily tonight or what?”

He then proceeded to answer me by spewing over half his bed and a good portion of the floor next to it.

(He seems to be fine, by the way.  Just another entry in the cavalcade of life, but if you hear me using the term “unnormal” in the near future, this event is probably why.)

 

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And I Still Look More Like An Old-Timey Prospector Than I Like

March 21, 2017

So I’m more or less recovered from what took me down last week, I’m just not sure if I should put the emphasis on the “more” or the “less” though.  Case in point:

On one hand, though I remain disinclined to so, I am quite capable of heading out for needed provisioning runs again, so that’s a mark in the “more” column.  On the other hand, my personal definition of “needed” is pretty sharply limited right now . . .

This Is What Happens When I Read The News When I’m Sick

March 15, 2017

My private thoughts while blearily glancing over the news of the day:

Huh.  Sure seems like these days the news is dominated by demagogues, most obviously self-serving, but with a dash here and there of those who seem genuinely concerned with others, but they’re demagogues none the less.  That’s never a good sign.

Demagogues . . .

What was the word that girl used to describe herself as?   Demiverge?  No, demi-vierge!  Now that was a long time ago!

Huh . . . that’s a real word.  I mean, I know that now, but I didn’t know that then!  Fortunately she helpfully provided context for me to figure out when she meant . . .

I should probably go back to bed now.

And That’s When I Knew Exactly How Bad She Was Feeling

February 16, 2017

“Are you gracing us with your presence today?” I asked L’s Mother this morning since it was well past the time that she normally leaves for work.

When she just sort of stared at me instead of answering, I began to suspect that my question was phrased incorrectly, so I tried again with “Will you be present today?”

This time she sort of half-chuckled and half-sighed before answering “I’m not leaving the house today if that’s what you mean.”

The Bravest And Most Poignant Thing I’ve Heard This Week

December 15, 2016

Don’t worry, you don’t die from it, you die with it!

Jim Backus reassuring people about his suffering from Parkinson’s disease.

What Have We Unleashed?

September 30, 2016

Anyone who lives or has ever lived in a house where illness gets passed around will understand the following (summarized) exchange from my household this week:

Lala:   “I’m not feeling well today.”

Me:  (To L’s mother) “Lala’s still not feeling well.”

L’s mother:  “I’m still feeling okay.”

L’s mother:  (Around an hour or two later)  “Suddenly not feeling well.  On my way home.”

Me:  “It begins . . .”

Said That Way, I Like Those Odds

February 16, 2016

I seem to have reached the “feel generally okay until it’s time to sleep, then start coughing myself silly” phase of this flu, which I’m told is the winding down phase.

Yay.

As such, when my son informed me at seven this morning that it was time to get up and I wasn’t coughing, I fought a brief internal battle, let his mother continue sleeping since her coughing the night before had been worse than mine, then woke up Lala (who’s already passed the coughing phase) and asked her if she could keep an eye on him while I caught up on some rest.  Sleepily she nodded her assent while I promised to let her go back to bed as soon as I got up again.  “We’ll make it through this day somehow,” I assured her more by rote than conviction at this point.

“Of course we will,” she murmured, still only half-awake.  “We have a 100% success rate on making it through every day of this so far, don’t we?”

Flu Season Update For My Region

February 12, 2016

If coughs and clearing throats were mating calls in my part of the world right now, this whole area would be ankle-deep with children in nine months or so.

– Today’s illness born thought of strangeness

I’m Probably Not Going To Find This Funny Once I Feel Better

February 11, 2016

It looks like the aftermath of the Donner Pizza Party in here.

– Me after observing the results of when a family of four feels just well enough to eat, but not well enough to cook or clean up after themselves in the slightest.  (We did clean up after I said this, however.)

Let’s Try This Again Tomorrow

February 9, 2016

When your first sneeze upon awakening bears no resemblance to the classic “achoo,” and instead comes out “Ah-ZUMP,” it’s time to take a Mulligan on the day.