i woke up with a cold but took some nyquil (is it just me or does green nyquil = jagermeister?, really why did we have all those jagermeister shots at Moose's cuz the stuff really sucks). when i woke the 2nd time i felt better & decided the trip to mom's was on. B had to go for work no matter what, but i didn't think i would be able to take care of Z by myself, so we tagged along carrying all our cooties with us.
i don't know if it's because i was sick or because i've been away from my mom for awhile, but DANG girlfriend is a drama QUEEN & i was having issues dealing with it. she was in a panicked state because she said the area around Z's nose was blue so she was concerned he wasn't getting enough oxygen. Serious, she wasn't joking. Uh, hello, mom, maybe it has to do with the fact that your lighting is so poor that it's actually shadows on his face, not a blue hue signifying poor oxygen levels.
on thurs B & mom both had to work, so Z & i stayed in bed & slept. we all met for lunch late in the afternoon, but Z & I still had small appetites & it was far from a birthday celebration. the rain was nice though. that night we were supposed to go out for a birthday dinner for my mom, but we were all low on energy so my mom decided to stay home to watch Z while B & i went & picked up some pho (pronounced "fuh" (haha, insert naughty joke if you wish) it's vietnamese soup that's YUMMY).
when we returned my mom was having another panic attack because Z was coughing & she was worried he was going to throw up. he used to do that but I think he's finally grown out of it & i guess, i'm used to it & can tell when it's the vomit-cough, so to me her anxiety was unnecessary. maybe i just didn't have the energy to deal with it, i don't know, so i sat with Z & rubbed on his back so he relaxed & his coughing subsided some & we all watch his dinosaur movie, which made him happy.
On friday morning B woke up with the bug, so instead of heading to Vegas we headed home. the drive was nice, there was snow all the way up to the road in places. Z wanted to stop & play but we didn't feel well enough. We were happy to be home. B didn't even feel well enough to play his game – now that's sick!
i didn't even get to go to target - wah!
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