{"id":818,"date":"2007-11-16T15:33:00","date_gmt":"2007-11-16T20:33:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/friday-november-16-2007\/"},"modified":"2007-11-16T15:33:00","modified_gmt":"2007-11-16T20:33:00","slug":"friday-november-16-2007","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/friday-november-16-2007\/","title":{"rendered":"Friday November 16, 2007"},"content":{"rendered":"

This has been one of the most rotten weeks yet.  After three not-so-nauseous days last week I was sure I’d turned the corner early.  The weekend took a nose-dive and everything plummeted including my emotions.  Yesterday around 2 I seriously wondered whether I would keep myself in one piece the next three or four weeks physically and emotionally.<\/font><\/p>\n

I woke up, once again sure that today would be better.  All it took to start the waves of nausea and lightheadness was to slide out of bed.  Groan.  By now I have become an expert at avoiding the frig.  We fix plates the night before and Adam can pull them out and pop them in the microwave.  In the morning, I turn my back, open the door and grope for the milk to fix cereal or hot chocolate.  If I’m really quick, I don’t smell or see anything. This morning that was still too much.  About the time I started heaving Adam raced for a Sprite from the case under the desk.  Between awful noises I gasped words to him about getting a cold one out of the frig and raced to the bathroom.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw him head towards the frig.  (Long ago I worried about traumatizing him when I start throwing up.  I need not have worried.  The first time I did it he thought it was so funny.  “Mommy what were you making?”)<\/font><\/p>\n

When I finally flushed the toilet I heard him ask, “Are you feeling better?”  He was waiting just around the corner on the bottom step.  I asked him if he’d gotten the sprite.  “Well, it’s going to take awhile to get cold,” he said.  <\/font><\/p>\n

“But, Adam, not that one.  There is a cold one in there.”<\/font><\/p>\n

He went to look.  I gestured from 15 feet away and he finally found it.  “Don’t choke on this,” he said when he handed it to me.<\/font><\/p>\n

Later over lunch I told him,  “Mommy is just so tired of being sick.   Are you tired of having Mommy be sick?”<\/font><\/p>\n

“Yeah,” he said, “what are<\/em> we going to do wif you?  I guess we’ll just have to take you outside, shake you off, and put you to bed in the grass.  But….den Goldi would just chew you up.”<\/font><\/p>\n

If I thought it would help, I think I’d try it.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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