Last week, while I was in Ontario, Js claimed he got food poisoning from some bad pesto. He was intensely sick for two days and was still a bit shaky when I got home like five days later.
Let me tell you, it was not bad pesto.
It was the flu because now I'm the one who's violently ill with a bad case of the flu.
Now, these wise words from my loving husband echo in my head :"Well, if you have what I had last week... let me tell you one thing : It's gunna suck."
Showing posts with label sickly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sickly. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Up in the air
Everything is.
Yesterday, Js came to see me at work. We stepped out of the store and he told me he just got a call from my Dad. Automatically, I thought something had happened to my grand-pa... little did I know.
My Mom was at the hospital - they found two lumps and they are waiting on more test results.
It took me a while to let it sink in - I don't think it has fully yet - and I called my aunt right away. I knew she would have more information than what Js got from my Dad. Talking to planes and speaking to a sobbing father-in-law on the phone is apparently not as easy as it sounds. I finally got a hold of her at work and it did not sound good. She gave me a bit more info and I told the girls at work I was going home.
Js force fed me a sandwich and then we booked a flight for me to come to Ontario today. So here I am. Using my Mom's computer (which doesn't have spell check so forgive my spelling and grammar) listening to my Dad snore and just waiting for the time difference to give up and let me sleep. It's only 9pm for me... I've had quite a long day and tomorrow looks promising.
It's like everything's been thrown up in the air and we're just sitting here, waiting for it all to fall back down. Either it falls back down into place and the world goes on or it doesn't and well... we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
For now, sleep.
Yesterday, Js came to see me at work. We stepped out of the store and he told me he just got a call from my Dad. Automatically, I thought something had happened to my grand-pa... little did I know.
My Mom was at the hospital - they found two lumps and they are waiting on more test results.
It took me a while to let it sink in - I don't think it has fully yet - and I called my aunt right away. I knew she would have more information than what Js got from my Dad. Talking to planes and speaking to a sobbing father-in-law on the phone is apparently not as easy as it sounds. I finally got a hold of her at work and it did not sound good. She gave me a bit more info and I told the girls at work I was going home.
Js force fed me a sandwich and then we booked a flight for me to come to Ontario today. So here I am. Using my Mom's computer (which doesn't have spell check so forgive my spelling and grammar) listening to my Dad snore and just waiting for the time difference to give up and let me sleep. It's only 9pm for me... I've had quite a long day and tomorrow looks promising.
It's like everything's been thrown up in the air and we're just sitting here, waiting for it all to fall back down. Either it falls back down into place and the world goes on or it doesn't and well... we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
For now, sleep.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sickly McComplainerson
Woah. A whole week without a post. Where are my manners?
Well, there's been lots going on 'round here. I'm finally getting over this cold and gaining some of my normal energy back which has been quite productive. Js got my cold so he spent the weekend heavily medicated pouting like a big baby.
He spent two days like this. Two days of laying on the couch, sighing loudly and snotting on everything.
Me : How are you feeling Honey?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : Awh. Want some soup?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : Are you cold? Want another blanky?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : ... oh... you're sick! You should have said something...
Why is it that men always think they get it worse than we do? Seriously! All week, I was feeling queezy and sneezy and lazy... but it couldn't possibly me that bad. Then he gets it and it's like his world is ending. Oh, the agony!
Well, there's been lots going on 'round here. I'm finally getting over this cold and gaining some of my normal energy back which has been quite productive. Js got my cold so he spent the weekend heavily medicated pouting like a big baby.
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| "I'md sick." |
Me : How are you feeling Honey?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : Awh. Want some soup?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : Are you cold? Want another blanky?
Him : I'md sick.
Me : ... oh... you're sick! You should have said something...
Why is it that men always think they get it worse than we do? Seriously! All week, I was feeling queezy and sneezy and lazy... but it couldn't possibly me that bad. Then he gets it and it's like his world is ending. Oh, the agony!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Under the weather...
These last couple days have sucked, to say the least. I've been feeling sickly - aches, shivers, sniffles and sore throat. Yep, sounds like first signs of a flu. FML. I've been packing some extra vitamin C and echinacea in hopes that my immune system would kick it up a notch. Sadly, it ain't so.
Also, my Grand-Pa's been having a hard time with his fight against cancer and he's been at the hospital in Ottawa for about a week now. My home town, where I grew up and where most of my family lives, is about 100kms east of Ottawa and when the local hospital can't handle your needs anymore, they ship you off to a bigger center like Ottawa. It's always a huge deal because it means that family members have to drive an hour to and from to visit and support their loved ones. In my grand-parents' case, it's an immense deal - it was a huge deal for them to go to the store so this is totally outside of their comfort zones.
My grand-ma got a call this morning that they had to operate on him right away so she and my aunt had to drive to Ottawa for her to sign the papers allowing them to do it. During the surgery, he stopped breathing on his own so now he's hooked up to machines.
That's all the info that I've got so far. I don't know why I'm blurting all this on here and probably don't make any sense. Just trying to cope with the fact that I'm 3000kms away. :(
That's all I've got.
Oh, and Nova lost her lunch about 15 minutes after I got home. Lovely.
Also, my Grand-Pa's been having a hard time with his fight against cancer and he's been at the hospital in Ottawa for about a week now. My home town, where I grew up and where most of my family lives, is about 100kms east of Ottawa and when the local hospital can't handle your needs anymore, they ship you off to a bigger center like Ottawa. It's always a huge deal because it means that family members have to drive an hour to and from to visit and support their loved ones. In my grand-parents' case, it's an immense deal - it was a huge deal for them to go to the store so this is totally outside of their comfort zones.
My grand-ma got a call this morning that they had to operate on him right away so she and my aunt had to drive to Ottawa for her to sign the papers allowing them to do it. During the surgery, he stopped breathing on his own so now he's hooked up to machines.
That's all the info that I've got so far. I don't know why I'm blurting all this on here and probably don't make any sense. Just trying to cope with the fact that I'm 3000kms away. :(
That's all I've got.
Oh, and Nova lost her lunch about 15 minutes after I got home. Lovely.
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