Monday, September 24, 2007

Jane, Stop This Crazy Thing!

Friday: Got home from work and spent 9:00 p.m. to 1:35 a.m. finishing editing the group paper for my local history class.

Saturday: Went to local history class from 9:00 a.m. to 3:30 p.m. in Cleveland. Picked up the kids and waited and waited and waited for Doc to get home from work (eta: 8:45 p.m...actual arrival time: 10:45 p.m.).

Meanwhile, in Doc's world...5:00 p.m. threw up and passed out at work. Taken to the hospital on an ambulance. Left his phone in the jeep and couldn't remember my number. 10:30 p.m. walked home (!) from the hospital after taking 3 bags full of fluids for dehydration from stomach virus.

Saturday night to Sunday morning: worried Doc would lose his job for too much time off work...but manager has heart afterall and does not dismiss him.

Sunday Morning: Cleaned out Mr. Lawrence, went to Wal-mart, got the oil changed, did the grocery shopping, came home, cooked chili, ate chilli and went down with the devil's own heart burn.

Sunday night: The whole clan fell asleep watching Avatar...except for Doc who had been sleeping most of the day.

Monday morning: Woke up feeling like I'd been bludgeoned in my bed by Morrissey. Conjestion is back in full force. Dragged my sorry ass to work and tried to keep up.

Hopefully, I'll be able to write complete sentences tomorrow. However, I think you can now consider youself caught up. Sniffle.

13 comments:

  1. Sending Prayers and blessings to both you and Doc. All good vibes I have.

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  2. Hang in there, Flann. I hope things improve soon.

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  3. I hope I don't catch anything getting caught up. Hope everything's a little less breakneck soon.

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  4. Best wishes for a fast recovery to both of you! Thanks for making the effort to keep us all up to date out here.

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  5. Lord, do you two need a vacation! Hope y'all hold up.

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  6. Jeez! Saturday night I'm treating you to a Chunky Monkey Martini!

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  7. Yes Dear, it was something like that.

    Doc

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  8. Flannery, I was only JOKING when I said that you should be blugeoned in your bed!

    Hope you and Doc are feeling better and life has calmed down.

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  9. Feel better, Flan! I send you and yours thoughts and prayers.

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  10. I hope "cleaning out Mr. Lawrence" is a euphemism for something good, and that you and Doc are feeling better soon.

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  11. you musta been worn out if Avitar put you to sleep... >:^}

    Your life sounds a bit like mine... Except that you get to go to work.

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  12. Freelance bed bludgeoner? Is that how Morrissey is making extra dough these days? Album sales must be worse than I thought.

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  13. Terry: Thanks to you, dear Yoda.

    Chris: They have...I hope.

    Dale: I scanned this post and wiped it down with Clorox anti-bac wipes before posting. You should be fine. Sorry, though, no kisses.

    SD: You're welcome...I wish I could do better.

    Beth: Amen!

    Elizabeth: I'm up for some type of treat, but Chunky Monkey made my stomach go urp just reading it. Maybe gin and juice?

    Doc: Wasn't it, though?

    EG: Now you tell me!

    Red: Thanks!

    Deadspot: Mr. Lawrence is my car and yes it's a good thing. It was a disaster!

    GS: Alas...

    Vikki: It's so sad...

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