Wow, last weekend zipped right on by, didn't it?
After a tension filled weekend of getting the kiddo to First Communion rehearsal, house cleaned, cooking class, getting food ready (Thank you, Sam's Club and Panera!), early Sunday mass with the First Communicants, group pictures, individual pics and the local family gathering (15 adults & 3 kids) we relaxed by going to see Wolverine (naked Hugh Jackman is yummy!)and eating pizza. We all got in our jammies early and took it easy the rest of the night.
So, of course, when we got up this morning the kiddo was sick: fever, headache, body aches, coughing, etc. Called school. Called doctor's office. And lo! and Behold! got an appointment for 9:15. Of course there's nothing they can do if she has a flu except verify the fact. So instead of doing the saline blow the snot out test, they did a PNP. Poor Kiddo! If you don't know what a PNP is here's the gist: they ram a small swab with a flexible wire up the patient's nose into their sinuses. This is a pretty tough kiddo, but it brought even her to tears. Poor baby. We barely got home when the school called wondering about her--uh, the school has NEVER called to ask about her welfare. Guess everyone is a tad gun shy about the Swine Flu. Anyway, I hope to hear about the preliminary flu testing by the end of the day.
Other than this I'm thinking about my picture books. With the help of my buddy, Silver James, she managed to get my mind functioning again with some wonderful ideas that I can use. I think the key for her was when I say Piper was like the Amelia Bedelia of Faerie World (uh, no not the one that Timmy Turner goes to. . . uh, The Fairy Oddparents for those of you without kiddos). Anyhoo, I've got some ideas which is better than where I was a couple of days ago! YAY!
Doubt if I'll get any writing done today, other than my mandatory 100 word challenge that I issued to Ash. I can't back out of my own Challenge, can I?? As I have laundry, more laundry . . . wait for it,. . . and IRONING.
Ah, the life of a stay at home mom. I've got the kiddo working on her thank you notes, then she can watch TV for a while until time each lunch. I'll have her read a couple of books this afternoon--besides she needs to read my faerie picture book anyway since it was her idea to write it in the first place!
Give the little kiddo a kiss for me. I used to mark big days by getting sick afterwards. After the movie premiered on TV, I thought I was going to die with bronchitis. Ick.
ReplyDeleteI-ron-ing? I'm not familiar with this concept. :-)
I gave Rachel a smooch for you, Marilyn. So let's calculate the rate of infection....*sounds of calculator* uh, I should be pretty sick by Thursday. Of course, we are planning to go out of town this weekend for the first time in MONTHS.
ReplyDeletePoor kiddo. It doesn't sound like a fun test. Hope she's better soon. Cool about getting the great ideas! And 100 words is something. Good for you for doing that much!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Edie. I think she's just exhausted, but will wait and see what the PNP results are first. I have some fun story ideas, but doubt if I'll be able to write them in the three days I have left.
ReplyDeleteSending Rachel get-well-vibes! I hate it when my kids are sick...I always feel so helpless.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm glad you got some new story ideas! I must say, I don't think I'm much help when it comes to kids books(although I'll sure try to help :)), but I think you will be great at it!
I hope your daughter feels better. I hate it when my kids are sick. I hate ironing, you have my deepest sympathies.
ReplyDeleteI hate it when the kiddo is sick, too, Ash. All you can do is hug them.
ReplyDeleteRight now, your faith in my ability to write kid's books has taken a hit--two more rejections today. That makes 11 rejections out of 25, so far. And I have 11 equeries sitting there that the agents probably won't even bother to respond to and 3 snail mail ones. *sigh*
I will say agents are a hell of a lot faster rejecting a three page kid's book query than any of the romance queries I sent out over the years.
Thanks for the sympathy vote, Erika! I usually put up my iron over winter, but when summer comes around. . .
ReplyDeleteWhy do girls summer clothes have to be 100% cotton?? Especially shorts.
God bless all of you stalwart women who not only give birth to children, but also manage to NOT eat your offspring. My hat is off to you. If it were up to me to propagate the species, mankind would be extinct.
ReplyDeleteWhile I have no personal experience with the little um...er...darlings, my vicarious experiences through other parents have taught me:
a) children are little walking petri dishes
and
b) children should be naked until they are finished growing and can buy/launder/iron their own clothes.
LOL! Words to live by, Jody! :-)
ReplyDeleteLOL, Jody, I agree on the petri dishes/naked part! How funny.
ReplyDeleteI had that wire up the nose test once and I'm pretty sure they snagged a piece of my brain. (And more has been leaking out ever since.)
To add to Jody's experiences:
c) children should only be air-smooched when they're germladen. ;-)
hugs to both you and Rachel. The PNP gave me a headache just thinking about it!
ReplyDeleteand that I-ron-ing? I don't recognize that either.
Hey Cyndi,
ReplyDeleteYep, I've added PNP to my list of procedures I never intend have performed on my person.
Currently, the list includes:
spinal tap
arterial blood gases
lung lavage
and now, PNP
I wouldn't recommend being injected with all manners of radioactive dyes either (done prior to PET scans and other diagnostic imaging).
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I should glow in the dark by now.
Thanks, Jody, I'll add that to my list!
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