Barf on Barfing

Okay, so starting after breakfast this morning, I've been barfing all day. Not so much fun. I don't think it's a virus -- as I know these symptoms inside and out. I'm more than sure it's my gallbladder acting up...again. Hasn't happened in months, so I guess I'm over due. It just worries me a tiny bit because generally when this happens, I'm sick for a week or so at a time...not eating anything. And we all know that will not do with the baby. So I'm going to call the OB first thing in the morning. I did, however, manage to hold down about one saltine cracker and a teeny bite of green apple earlier. And just so you know: if you are barfing up a storm, drink apple juice with everything. It makes it all taste so much better in reverse.

In other news, Adrien's been feeling down a bit too. Not sure what bit him in the butt. The night before last he had a small fever, and it continued to the morning. He had no other symptoms, so I called the doctor right away. The only thing I could think of was an ear infection: and boy has he had his share of those buggers. They worked us in first thing, and the doctor seemed to come to the same conclusion I did. Nothing wrong but some fluid build up in one ear. And that ear wasn't even infected...which can change at any moment. Last night he woke up at 3am screaming...and asking for "TV". So I took him and he watched TV for about 10 minutes until he fell asleep. Any attempt at moving him back to his crib was thwarted by a crying and waking spell. In the end, it was him, me and Daddy camped out in the living room sleeping. He slept just fine out there...just didn't want to be moved. I think he slept on the living room floor until around 9am this morning. That's a six hour ordeal I hope does not repeat itself tonight.

He absolutely refused to eat much of anything today. Last night he wouldn't even eat french fries from McDonald's...which is his favorite. He had a fitful nap today and ended up napping in the living room as well. I finally got him to eat some crackers and a few slices of green apple this evening. No idea what's going on with him.

It's supposed to sleet and rain tonight...an all out freeze. But who knows just how much. Andi was really hoping for a good swift coat of ice that would inhibit a trip to the office. His boss sent out an email today about taking time on the commute. I guess she's implying everyone should still come regardless. They should, I know. And he left at 11am or so today to come take care of me and Adrien...but it would be nice to be froze in with him tomorrow as well.

I've not been much for posting this week although I had a ton to talk about. Just no time.

Maybe I'll be better next week. Yes, I think I will be.

I'd taken a trip down to my mom's house this past weekend to see my Grandpa. It was hard to see him like that. Somehow it didn't register in my brain that he'd be in such a state. Sad, really. The worst part is that his brain is completely functioning...he just isn't able to make his mouth or body play the roll of himself fully. He's on antidepressants. Who wouldn't be at that point. They say 12-18 months for recovery...but he's in his 70s and not able to do the things he loves. I'm sure he never meant to be reduced to what he's been scaled down to. I look at him and I hope I'm not staring into my own future...or my mother's.