What a week.
Monday was ordinary enough: piano lessons, a haircut (Pea’s), some shopping. Then, WHAM. Pea’s Monday sniffles turned into a household of coughing, sneezing, miserable folks. It…
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Yes, indeed. I was chosen as the weekly “laundry fairy” on Friday, was sick all weekend, washed and dried over a hundred napkins plus assorted towels…
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Yeah, I don’t know how we got here, either. There was the sickness that was late Friday, all weekend, Monday, and Tuesday, and then the walking…
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…because I did laundry, the dishes, and vacuumed (but only downstairs). I voted. Some of the ballot measures (oh, how I hate populism’s bastard stepchild, the…
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There’s no point in trying to be productive when a member of the family is home sick. When two are home sick, productivity is RIGHT OUT.…
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There is nothing like your kid sporting a big, purple goose egg on her forehead to make you feel like a shitty parent, even if there…
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Now we’re all on antibiotics, and Pea has two inhalers, just like Mama. How awful is it that the little plastic mask piece that goes on…
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When I started this post, I asked M: “What is it called when you’re in the military and you’re sick?” and he said, “Malingering.” “No, really?”…
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Yesterday on our streetcar ride home, I noticed that random small white bumps, not unlike insect or spider bites, were appearing on Pea’s skin, fading to…
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And the weekend brings us: a cold, now that it’s finally getting nice out. Really? Sigh. Hoping M gets to skip it.
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