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Things Are, Mostly, Looking Up
Oct. 26th, 2009 11:39 pmThe pestilence seems to have abated.
After looking like death on a stick last night, the Sweetie is up and about and looking almost perky. (He still has a wee fever, but it's pretty mild.)
Ros had yet another heinous coughing jag last night, at almost exactly 4 a.m. (you can set a clock by her), and after calming her down and then spending yet another uncomfortable two hours sleeping on her floor, I hied her to the doctor this morning. The verdict is she's fine, there's no sign of infection, asthma or anything else nasty, and the cough is just a remnant of a virus she's picked up that we're going to have to wait out. Here's hoping it doesn't take too long. (Fortunately she's pretty much fine during the day.)
I, however, hit a wall of exhaustion today. Which comes when you've had two and a half days of looking after a crazy busy 3 year old and a very sick Sweetie, and five nights running of interrupted sleep. I could not force myself out of bed when the alarm went off at 6. I barely managed to lever myself up at 7:30 to start getting Ros ready for daycare. (I'd fortunately booked today as a work at home day.) I got Ros to the doctor, futzed around with some admin. stuff, and passed out on the couch for an hour at 3. I think I'm over the worst. Or will be, if I actually manage to get to bed early some time this week.
(Why, oh why, did I pick now to finally start vidding again? Ah well, at least I'm making progress. And I know from experience that while I can't write, I can vid when I'm a brain dead zombie.)
After looking like death on a stick last night, the Sweetie is up and about and looking almost perky. (He still has a wee fever, but it's pretty mild.)
Ros had yet another heinous coughing jag last night, at almost exactly 4 a.m. (you can set a clock by her), and after calming her down and then spending yet another uncomfortable two hours sleeping on her floor, I hied her to the doctor this morning. The verdict is she's fine, there's no sign of infection, asthma or anything else nasty, and the cough is just a remnant of a virus she's picked up that we're going to have to wait out. Here's hoping it doesn't take too long. (Fortunately she's pretty much fine during the day.)
I, however, hit a wall of exhaustion today. Which comes when you've had two and a half days of looking after a crazy busy 3 year old and a very sick Sweetie, and five nights running of interrupted sleep. I could not force myself out of bed when the alarm went off at 6. I barely managed to lever myself up at 7:30 to start getting Ros ready for daycare. (I'd fortunately booked today as a work at home day.) I got Ros to the doctor, futzed around with some admin. stuff, and passed out on the couch for an hour at 3. I think I'm over the worst. Or will be, if I actually manage to get to bed early some time this week.
(Why, oh why, did I pick now to finally start vidding again? Ah well, at least I'm making progress. And I know from experience that while I can't write, I can vid when I'm a brain dead zombie.)
