Friday, February 11, 2011

R is for Really Wretched

R is for Rat's Ass, as in I don't...

R is for Really wretched, as in how I feel today.

I am sorry to say you will find nothing brilliant or inspired here today. It takes a certain energy to be thoughtful, either mental or physical; ideally both. And I clearly have neither today.

I am more: Just let me survive today.

I am trying to dredge up some cute story of my kids, something, anything, to justify this post's existence, but I am hard pressed to even come up with noun and verbs that fit together coherently in a sentence. You want adjectives? Adverbs? Metaphors and poetic language? Barking up the wrong tree today, kids.

And, true confession here: I, who am a generally good speller? Forgot that "Wretched" had a "W" at the beginning of it. Wrote this whole damn post about "Retched" and then went: Ack! (face-palm)

Obviously, my brain is not firing on all cylinders, rather just limping along.

This is now Day 10 of being sick. All week, this has been me:

Did I wake the kids up, feed them breakfast, dress them in weather appropriate clothing, make their lunches, pack their backpacks, include homework folders, sign all necessary permission slip, write all necessary teacher notes? Did I get Jake down to his bus on time, did I get Ethan to the yard on time to make it into the regular entry line?

GOOD. Now I can go climb back under the covers until it is 2:30 And time to go pick up Ethan, rush home to meet Jacob’s bus, make dinners, oversee homework, keep the boys from killing each other, get them fed, bathed, read to and tucked in, and start the whole thing over again.

I am waiting to have one extra ounce of energy, but until then: hunkered down in survival mode.

Having not gotten a call from one of their schools that I forgot to send lunch or sneakers for Gym day or to pick one of them up? I consider that a huge win.

Next week I promise more reflective thoughtful words will flow out of me. But for now? Back to my really wretched just-getting-by existence.

(And yes I am going to the doctor today after drop-off. 10 days is just too long to feel like this.)

This post has been inspired by and linked up to Jenny Matlock's Alphabe-Thursday writing meme.  I "R" tired of being sick.

P.S. I know it's supposed to be Alphabe-Thursday, and today is Friday, but yesterday was the 10th of the month, my Hopeful Parents Day, so I'm one day late (but not a dollar short).  Not the end of the world, right?

UPDATE: Went to the doctor, I do indeed have a nasty sinus and bronchial infection.  I am now on copious super-strong antibiotics, hope to feel better as soon as I am off them (because antibiotics like these knock me on my ass, too).  Thanks for all the concern and well wishes!