February 20, 2008
And I’m all foggy…sigh. Last night I was desperate for some alone time. Truly, truly ALONE time. So I stayed up a couple hours after Pop went to bed. Of course, since he’s a major night owl, he didn’t go to bed until 1:00 am. And a couple hours after that is 3:00 am. And naturally, just as I was packing up my laptop and heading off to bed, who should holler for me from the top of the stairs, but Sunshine. She was hollering that she felt like she was going to throw up. Yay. So I whisked her off to the bathroom and aimed her at the toilet. Nothing happened, but sitting there holding her I noticed that she felt VERY hot, so I took her temp, which was pushing 103. I don’t like 103. So after we decided she wasn’t going to throw up after all I put her in a cooling bath and went to look for some ibuprofen–only to discover that we were out. I could’ve sworn I just bought a new bottle a couple of weeks ago when I noticed it was getting low…sigh. So after she’d cooled off in the bath a while (and “played swamp frog” while I was in the other room, turning the bathroom into a bit of a swamp –how on EARTH do you have that much energy with a temp that high?) I parked her in front of a video with a popsicle and ran out to the all night grocery. When I got back she was well setttled into the couch, of course, so I gave her some ibuprofen and left her there. When I was pretty sure her fever was down a couple degrees I went to bed. At 5:30. Shudder.
But this morning Pop got up and fed both children, called Sunshine’s school, got Sunshine a new movie to watch, and took Cricket to his speech appointment. Except for a brief and bouncy visit from Sunshine while Pop was out (to inform me that she threw up last night after all, after I went to bed, and it was green because all she ate at dinner was green beans, but she got it all to go in the toilet so she didn’t call me), they all let me sleep. Until noon.
Can I just say what a fabulous husband I have?
Now if I could just get my brain to somehow make contact with reality, I’d be in business…