Sweet Yet Sour

I realized the other day when I was posting about Mike’s birthday that it has been almost a month since I posted anything.  How sad and irresponsible of me!  And yet, I have a whole plethora of excuses.  Let’s review:

1. I have been really sick with a nasty cold for going on three weeks now.  At this point, I’m much better with only a few coughing spurts each day.  For a while I was really sick, and unable to take much of anything to alleviate the symptoms, due to my pregnancy.  Mentholatum and Puffs with Lotion are my friends.  Oh, and I could take Tylenol for the fever.  Mike was very nice during the full bore of the illness, making me soup, running to the store for Puffs, etc., but I think he used my weakened state to his advantage.  He posted a cameraphone 365 picture of me with Puffs in my nose. The thought that out there in the internet world there is a picture of me at my worst is pretty embarrassing.  And then when he didn’t have anything to post for cameraphone on a another day, I allowed him to take and post a picture of my pregnant belly.  It’s not pretty, it’s giant and white, and if you look closely you will see the scratch marks from me trying to alleviate the itching caused by my stretching skin.  Another stellar moment in Dorrie history now captured and available for humor on the internet.  It’s really testimony to how much I love my husband and how sick I really was that he’s allowed to live after these incidents.

2.   While I was dealing with being really sick, at work we were dealing with the deadlines for a software release.  As karma would have it I was responsible for testing and qualifying a large piece of the release.  But I’m a good worker, despite my employer’s absolute crap treatment of me and all my fellow employees, so I worked from home while sick.  I coughed through conference calls about the progress of my testing, worked many hours of overtime, and got kudos from my managers, but you know there won’t be anything extra in my paycheck…

3. Last week, my mom was supposed to have a simple gall bladder removal surgery.  I was still dealing with the cold and the software release deadline, so I was unable to make the trip home to help her out.  And besides, Dr. SurgeonMcLiar told her it would be a quick and easy recovery.  They did the surgery and sent her home the same day.  For the next two days she didn’t feel well, couldn’t drink or eat anything and then starts puking black gook.  Eventually my sister and her normal doctor’s office convince her to go to the emergency room, especially after she waits more than 4 hours with no call back from Dr. SurgeonMcLiar.  Anyway, long story short, she’s still in the hospital, she has/had septic shock, needed a second surgery, still isn’t breathing very well and is heavily drugged on narcotics.  It’s awful to see her like this, she’s ill and not herself and it’s pretty stressful.

Due to the stress of all this I fear I may have overloaded on chocolate and other crap.  Hopefully, the baby can survive on the nutrition gleened from milk chocolate (it’s dairy, right?) and 10 glazed donut holes per day. I also watched way too much cable while I was sick ending with the conclusion that I may need to go to re-hab for being addicted to medical shows and the Dog Whisperer.    

Anyway, I’m out of the funk for the most part, work is less stressful and hopefully soon mom will start to feel better and I can start blogging more regularly.  Thanks for listening to the complaints in the meantime!