Feb 16, 2009 18:23
Valentine's day was nice, but I was sick so it was a little hard to enjoy as much as I would have liked. I got Aus a nice jacket and some boxer shorts (Family Guy, South Park, Scarface, and Mario, hehe) and some candy. He got me a singing card (it plays My Girl), candy, and a stuffed animal. He also said he is going to get me satellite radio when we can afford it (because I keep complaining about how the radio around here sucks, hah).
Today the sinus problem I have been having got so bad I went to the emergency room - they gave me a cat scan and sure enough, I have sinusitis - they're pretty much all plugged up, too. Like every sinus cavity I have? Not functioning. I have to take three weeks of antibiotics, and they gave me vicodin for the pain. I have an appointment with my doctor on Thursday. They also said my blood pressure was up. I need to drink lots of fluids (overhydrate, they said) and said I should get plenty of rest (hah! around here? Not likely).
Now Aus, being a good husband, called work and asked if he could work from home for the next couple of days so I wouldn't have to drive and so he could look after me. His work agreed to that, so yay.
Jeanette, being the spoiled brat that she is, screamed and bitched about how I wasn't really 'that sick!' and and I 'better be taking her to work in the morning because oh my god who cares what you need!' There are times when I really dislike the people I gave birth to an awful lot. I really hope they grow out of it to be nice people someday - but sadly I am getting less and less sure that will ever happen. They're really not pleasant to live with at all, hardly ever now - the older they get, the more unpleasant they get. The girls are 18 now (as they remind us on a continual basis usually followed by 'so I don't have to listen to you' followed by some expletive), so you think they'd be acting in a more adult manner. When I was 18, I had a job down at the casino and I was working 40 hours plus overtime, and getting myself to work. They.. hang around, mooch, borrow money for cigarettes when they blow through their paychecks, are grateful for nothing and fight with each other and us on a near continual basis. Very stressful and definitely not helpful in the current situation at all.
I have been ravenously hungry and I feel like no matter how much I drink, it isn't enough. Probably from my body trying to fight this off.
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