{"id":156,"date":"2007-03-04T10:30:45","date_gmt":"2007-03-04T15:30:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/?p=156"},"modified":"2007-03-04T10:30:45","modified_gmt":"2007-03-04T15:30:45","slug":"not-dead-yet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hoperoth.com\/blog\/not-dead-yet\/","title":{"rendered":"Not Dead (Yet)"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have not been the most active blogger this past week. Aw hell, when have I ever<\/i> been the most active blogger? This time, however, I have an excuse. And, it’s a gross one.<\/p>\n

Kristian and I have had an absolutely lovely (and by lovely, I mean totally disgusting) case of gastroenteritis. Which basically means, we’ve had it going out both ends. A lot. I was finally over my head cold and feeling pretty good. We even went to the gym on Wednesday night (a rare occurrence, even when we’re both healthy). Then, I woke up around 4am and my stomach said, “Ugh, something is just not right.”<\/p>\n

After my third time getting up to puke, I realized that this went a wee bit past “upset stomach” and way into the territory of food poisoning\/stomach flu\/deadly stomach cancer. Let’s not forget that I am a worrier, okay? I fell asleep right around the time the sun came up. My decision to call in sick to work a couple of hours later was greatly justified by the fact that I had to run into the bathroom immediately after I got off the phone with my boss.<\/p>\n

I’ll spare you the rest of the gross details, but let’s just say that things culminated in a trip to the doctor’s office (accompanied by my mom! there are some major advantages to sticking to your rut) where I was put on an IV. I can’t say that the whole experience of having a bunch of tubing stuck in your arm is an overwhelmingly pleasant one, but it was nice to finally get my tongue unstuck from the roof of my mouth. <\/p>\n

It was really nice to have my mom there with me. It’s nice to know that, no matter how old you are, you can still derive a great deal of pleasure from having your mommy take care of you when you’re sick. My mom was a trooper, sitting in the doctor’s office for the entire 3-4 hours that we were there. She made sure that the nurses got me a blanket for while I had to lie in bed with the IV in me. We had a great conversation while we were sitting in the room waiting for the IV to finish. And she bought me (and Kristian… who realized he was sick at work that day) a big jar of applesauce, a bunch of bananas and a bottle of ginger-ale on the way home. <\/p>\n

I won’t say that happiness is having your mom give you ginger-ale when you are sick. Because, you know, I think that most of us who don’t have Munchausen’s Syndrome would say that we are a whole lot happier when we aren’t sick to begin with. I will say, however, that if you have to be sick, it doesn’t get any better than when you have your mom there to take care of you.<\/p>\n

Friday and the weekend is a bit of a blur. Kristian and I are still not eating anything not on the BRAT (bananas, rice, applesauce, toast) diet. So, we mostly have been laying around the house playing video games. I apparently played Madden<\/a>\"\" for 7 hours on Friday night (damn you wii for keeping track of how much I play with you!!). And we finally bought a copy of Elebits<\/a>\"\". I think that I had a couple of dreams last night about little critters hiding behind our tv.<\/p>\n

Today we are going to be bold and eat some real food for breakfast. I know, I know… we’re living on the edge around here. If breakfast goes well, we might do something totally crazy like make a trip to Ikea for lingonberry jam and something to put all of our pots in. (note to law enforcement officials: please observe the “s” at the end of that word. My sauce-pots are everywhere).<\/p>\n

So, how has your weekend been?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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