So it seems that if you are sick for five weeks with a few days of grace in between you should probably drag your ass to the doctor. But, if your me you'll just wait because, heck, google is just as good as a doctor, right?
Turns out the answer to that one is n-o. Today i was informed that, perhaps, i'm not wallowing in despair and misery requiring large doses of wellbutrin. Instead i am festering and stupid. Pneumonia has been kicking me in the ass and making me feel like a rejected pile of poop.
But, hello antibiotics you will save my life. Plus a healthy dose of Tylenol 3's for the headaches that make me want to sit in the closet and weep while my children continue their crusade to find me* - "the best hider in all of hide and seek land!"
In Parker news this weekend is it. IT i tell you. The day has come that he shall be weaned. I'm heading to vancouver and my unsuspecting parents where i intend to let him scream and yell and hissy fit to his hearts content - all night long. Then i will sleep all day whilst my poor mother looks after my lovely children.
Pneumonia has sort of suggested to me, strongly, that i need to sleep - a lot.
Thank-you
* i only do that on days when it rains for more than 6 hours.
Posted by Jess at 08:11 PM Permalink
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"Walking Pneumonia" is the pits--I'm SO sorry. You're lucky it didn't go very, very bad on you. I'd call you a name indicating a lack of common sense, but seeing as you've taken care of that for me, I'll refrain.
I only have the one kid (though I swear she's deep enough to drown in sometimes), but I was amazed at how gently she weaned herself at 2.5. I hardly had to do anything. May it go well for the grandparental units. Have a great time yourself!
Posted by Belinda | November 8, 2005 12:29 AM