Tuesday, September 05, 2006

The Day Cage...

The first seven days of my vacation were quite eventful. I didn't leave Waco but I did adopt a dog, entertained Robert as a guest and entertained the possibility that he may become a fellow Wacoan, and had an all around gut-busting good time.

And then my gut busted. I've spent the better part of the last three days between the toilet (both kneeling and sitting) and the couch and my bed. Of course, after it happened I learned "there's something going around." Why can't I ever hear the "there's something going around" ahead of time so I can prepare myself. It seems like it is just fair. Many people I know hear the "there's something going around" and take the appropriate precautions. It takes me by surprise.

I've fallen in love over the past few years with the ordinary days. But one drawback of the ordinary days is how fast they go by. I can live dozens of uneventful days and it seems like just a few hours. A day is a day is a day.

But throw a stomach virus in the mix and it feels as if I'm imprisoned in this 24-hour block. And don't even get me started on the wakness. The time in the restroom isn't so bad, you kind of get used to it. But laying on the couch with a puppy running around and not having the energy to even yell "don't chew!," that's a bit much.

All this to say, I haven't been a very good parent lately. I hope no one turns me in to dog protective services.

Something happened during my time on the couch that by sharing with you, I may have to turn in my man card. I was watching Meet Joe Black and fell asleep, because it's 12 hours long. I woke up in the middle of Beaches and...and...I watched the rest of it. And to answer the most obvious question-- Yes I did.

Well, that's all I've got for now.

7 comments:

Erin said...

A. I think I caught your 24-hour bug from 100 miles away, probably from reading your blog.

B. One of the greatest "joys" of pet-parenting is getting to yell (every five minutes) "don't chew!" (or, in our case, "don't scratch!")

C. Bette Midler is a goddess, and don't you forget it! ;)

Carn-Dog said...

a. never seen the movie.

b. I'm sorry about your sickness.

c. I want a dog like Jane.

Ann said...

one word. Emercen-C

Jason said...

In France, if you adopt a dog, they have "protective services" and require 2 home visits.

You'd be a goner...

Hope you get to feeling better soon.

Singleton said...

Great comparitive discussion of stomach troubles and subsequent vowel evaquations today. It's always nice to have someone who can be a measuring stick for the various intestinal issues that arise.

Still not quite right. Harry B said that Pepto makes it black... don't know if I believe him.

Craig said...

a.) Harry B. is right.
b.) Were you writing this while in one of your classes? Is that why you accidently said "vowel" rather than "bowel?"

jenA said...

Garlic and onions. Keeps the worms down, as my uncle John says. Ginger keeps everything else down.