Welcome to our TB ward--Updated
Well, it's been a fun filled day today! Absolutely NO vomit. Isn't that fantastic? Although everyone stayed home today to try and catch some Zzzzzz's, there was a general request for a quick trip to the library to pick up some emergency DVDs. I so didn't want to go, but I was talked into it by the Girl, who has a tendancy towards wanting to get her way.
We stopped at Walgreens to drop off a prescription, and while we were there I saw the quintessential Fabulous Mom coming out of the store. She had on her Seven Jeans, a nice short jacket with peplum over a skin tight black and white striped top with silver lurex. Ooo, shiney! She was carrying the Big Louis Vuitton bag. The really big one. On her left arm were not one, not two, but three separate tennis bracelets. This was Ms Sparkling! On her other wrist were several large gold bracelets. She had a headlight for an engagement ring. And what was she driving? A Beemer. Nothing I love more than someone that just runs with the stereotype!
As we were walking up the path to the library entrance, both the Girl and I started coughing. First she coughed, then I coughed, then she, then I. There was a woman walking right in front of us who literally clung to the railing and waiting for us to pass her. She had a look of horror on her face. We totally cracked up. Maybe you had to be there but it was really funny.
We found our DVDs, and I must report that we got Season 2 of 24, which kept us busy all evening. Man, nothing like Jack Bauer when you're feeling poorly. I stopped downstairs and got out a few books to read, and a cookbook that I'd been hankering after for months, the King Arthur Whole Grain Baking book. I'm going to be copying down a lot of recipes out of that mother. It's huge. But yum. Three ginger pancakes? Who could go wrong with that recipe?
We went home after the Girl started wimpering in the elevator that she wanted to go home, and then two different friends brought over food for us. One brought over a big lasagne, and the other juice, ginger ale, bananas, and applesauce. Nice! It was good to chat with people from the outside world, and it was even better to have dinner all made for us. What a treat.
Still coughing, but at least I have plenty of company.
(Update) Spoke to quickly about the lack of vomit. At least this time he made the toilet. That's progress!
Stumble It!
JBlog Me
We stopped at Walgreens to drop off a prescription, and while we were there I saw the quintessential Fabulous Mom coming out of the store. She had on her Seven Jeans, a nice short jacket with peplum over a skin tight black and white striped top with silver lurex. Ooo, shiney! She was carrying the Big Louis Vuitton bag. The really big one. On her left arm were not one, not two, but three separate tennis bracelets. This was Ms Sparkling! On her other wrist were several large gold bracelets. She had a headlight for an engagement ring. And what was she driving? A Beemer. Nothing I love more than someone that just runs with the stereotype!
As we were walking up the path to the library entrance, both the Girl and I started coughing. First she coughed, then I coughed, then she, then I. There was a woman walking right in front of us who literally clung to the railing and waiting for us to pass her. She had a look of horror on her face. We totally cracked up. Maybe you had to be there but it was really funny.
We found our DVDs, and I must report that we got Season 2 of 24, which kept us busy all evening. Man, nothing like Jack Bauer when you're feeling poorly. I stopped downstairs and got out a few books to read, and a cookbook that I'd been hankering after for months, the King Arthur Whole Grain Baking book. I'm going to be copying down a lot of recipes out of that mother. It's huge. But yum. Three ginger pancakes? Who could go wrong with that recipe?
We went home after the Girl started wimpering in the elevator that she wanted to go home, and then two different friends brought over food for us. One brought over a big lasagne, and the other juice, ginger ale, bananas, and applesauce. Nice! It was good to chat with people from the outside world, and it was even better to have dinner all made for us. What a treat.
Still coughing, but at least I have plenty of company.
(Update) Spoke to quickly about the lack of vomit. At least this time he made the toilet. That's progress!
Labels: books, Family, Food, Health, Illness
Stumble It!
JBlog Me
posted @3/24/2007 11:52:00 PM
1 Comments:
When you're sick, it so uplifting to know there are friends and neighbours out there who volunteer to help out :-)
hehehe - I would love to see Keifer's face if he read that sentence:
Man, nothing like Jack Bauer when you're feeling poorly."
:-)
cq
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