Monday, March 01, 2010

Freaking Wretched

Eeep! Retreat! Retreat!

I really do have a series of posts, and the second is even more than half written, but wouldn'tcha know, Friday night I came down with...

drumroll please....

Strep Freaking Wretched Throat.

I feel tonite as though I stand half a chance of recovery, but the rest of my reality? Bruuu-ther! And please, this is NOT to disparage Dadguy's heroic work to keep the household afloat. But the man was pretty darn sick himself, with a mean cold, taking care of kids with mean colds... and all with no milk, bread, low on diapers and other vital necessities.

Only, afloat don't mean running like a well oiled machine, either.

I am thinking it may be a day or two till ya see installment numero two-o. But it's a comin'! And on a happy side of things, HEY! The antibiotics are working this time! Wheeeeeee!


DadGuy said...

Wow, you sure know how to compliment a guy. =)

Mama D said...

Oh good. The antibiotics are working.

DadGuy, it is a compliment. Really. It is.

JenK said...

Hopefully things will be back on track in a few days.

And? I barely keep the house afloat on a good day.

elizasmom said...

Bah. I was looking forward to reading another one of your food-for-thought posts — I love those — and I'm bummed to see it's been held up on account of teh Crappy Throat thing.