hate being sick
Like anyone enjoys it, lol. I just can't even tell what is wrong. In the mornings I feel "better", just tired and slightly dizzy, throat swelled but not too bad. By lunch time I can barely move, every inch of my body hurts, my head is pounding, feel like the world is spinning around me. Ugh. All I want to do is sleep or lie in bed and watch TV. Even that I don't have much energy for and find my mind constantly wandering or my eyes slowly shutting.
[just some whining about being sick and dealing with crap]
The last two days that was fine because Patrick was home. But he has work today and I'll be expected to take care of the kids alone. I can barely take care of myself. There have been times in the last 2 days I was so hungry or thirsty I could think of nothing else but was too weak or tired to get up and get me anything. And with my throat hurting so bad it's not like I can holler for help.
For the first time I'm thankful it's Wednesday. That means Owen and Brenna will be home at 1pm so I can make them watch Jack so I can go sleep (normally I dread it).
Of course, I've completely ignored the housekeeping. Last night I went into the kitchen to get a drink and realized the sink and counter were covered in dirty dishes and there was just crap on every surface in every room. I mumbled something about it and Patrick picked up a little and started the dishwasher (it was already half full from before I was sick). But he acted like it was such an inconvenience to him that I was sick. Of course all this means that when I'm better I'll have a week's worth of cleaning to do.
The girls really ticked me off. I came out one time to find the three girls plus a neighbor playing Barbies in the living room. They had like 30 dolls out, the 3 cars and a bunch of dollhouse (not a Barbie dollhouse) furniture and doll clothes all over the place. I told them to clean it up and take it back in their bedroom. They then started whining that their room was too messy to play in. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Their room is so bad you can't see the floor, there is just crap every where. They just don't get that the point I was making was that if their room was so messy they had to bring it to the living room meant it was time to clean their room. They all refused that. In their minds the logical conclusion to a messy room is mess up another room. Grrr. There is still crap all over the living room, their doll stuff, clothes that need to be folded, Jack's train set (which is the only thing that's supposed to be in there), shoes, the couch pillows all over.
On the plus side to being sick... I've gotten to watch a lot of TV. I finally finished my SG-1 rewatch. I've been watching for months when I get the time. Actually this last time I started with season 6. I've watched 1, 2 and 3 so many times I forget now. But I'd always forget where I was and start from the beginning again. This last time I remembered I had gotten into season 5 but didn't know where so instead of starting over I skipped to 6 which I hadn't seen in a long while. And finally I watched the last episodes of 10 yesterday.
In fact since Monday night I watched the last 5 episodes of SG-1, Ark of Truth and Continuum and started on SGA. I'm on ep 3 now (the one where Rodney gets the personal shield stuck on him--I have no idea the names of SGA episodes). I'm looking forward to getting through SGA this time. Last time I watched all of seasons 1, 2 and 3 because that was all I had on DVD. Now I also have seasons 4 and 5 which I have yet to see all of and in the correct order (I've only ever seen what SyFail has decided to air over the last 3 years). Can't wait. I still have absolutely no idea what happened in the series finale. I've seen people post about it and I try not to read so I'm not completely spoiled.
With being sick I'm sure I can easily get through season 1 by the end of the week. After I finish SGA I think I'll rewatch Farscape. Not sure after that. Been meaning to rewatch Buffy and Angel again (I haven't really watched them since I got hooked on SG-1).
I'd rather be feeling better, though. Everything hurts and I feel confused a lot and weak. It's hard to take care of Jack like this. If it was just me at home I would just sleep the entire day. Ugh.
[just some whining about being sick and dealing with crap]
The last two days that was fine because Patrick was home. But he has work today and I'll be expected to take care of the kids alone. I can barely take care of myself. There have been times in the last 2 days I was so hungry or thirsty I could think of nothing else but was too weak or tired to get up and get me anything. And with my throat hurting so bad it's not like I can holler for help.
For the first time I'm thankful it's Wednesday. That means Owen and Brenna will be home at 1pm so I can make them watch Jack so I can go sleep (normally I dread it).
Of course, I've completely ignored the housekeeping. Last night I went into the kitchen to get a drink and realized the sink and counter were covered in dirty dishes and there was just crap on every surface in every room. I mumbled something about it and Patrick picked up a little and started the dishwasher (it was already half full from before I was sick). But he acted like it was such an inconvenience to him that I was sick. Of course all this means that when I'm better I'll have a week's worth of cleaning to do.
The girls really ticked me off. I came out one time to find the three girls plus a neighbor playing Barbies in the living room. They had like 30 dolls out, the 3 cars and a bunch of dollhouse (not a Barbie dollhouse) furniture and doll clothes all over the place. I told them to clean it up and take it back in their bedroom. They then started whining that their room was too messy to play in. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Their room is so bad you can't see the floor, there is just crap every where. They just don't get that the point I was making was that if their room was so messy they had to bring it to the living room meant it was time to clean their room. They all refused that. In their minds the logical conclusion to a messy room is mess up another room. Grrr. There is still crap all over the living room, their doll stuff, clothes that need to be folded, Jack's train set (which is the only thing that's supposed to be in there), shoes, the couch pillows all over.
On the plus side to being sick... I've gotten to watch a lot of TV. I finally finished my SG-1 rewatch. I've been watching for months when I get the time. Actually this last time I started with season 6. I've watched 1, 2 and 3 so many times I forget now. But I'd always forget where I was and start from the beginning again. This last time I remembered I had gotten into season 5 but didn't know where so instead of starting over I skipped to 6 which I hadn't seen in a long while. And finally I watched the last episodes of 10 yesterday.
In fact since Monday night I watched the last 5 episodes of SG-1, Ark of Truth and Continuum and started on SGA. I'm on ep 3 now (the one where Rodney gets the personal shield stuck on him--I have no idea the names of SGA episodes). I'm looking forward to getting through SGA this time. Last time I watched all of seasons 1, 2 and 3 because that was all I had on DVD. Now I also have seasons 4 and 5 which I have yet to see all of and in the correct order (I've only ever seen what SyFail has decided to air over the last 3 years). Can't wait. I still have absolutely no idea what happened in the series finale. I've seen people post about it and I try not to read so I'm not completely spoiled.
With being sick I'm sure I can easily get through season 1 by the end of the week. After I finish SGA I think I'll rewatch Farscape. Not sure after that. Been meaning to rewatch Buffy and Angel again (I haven't really watched them since I got hooked on SG-1).
I'd rather be feeling better, though. Everything hurts and I feel confused a lot and weak. It's hard to take care of Jack like this. If it was just me at home I would just sleep the entire day. Ugh.