Monthly Archives: October 2009

Sweet sounds

The rest of our household is in their respective beds, soundly asleep. I just moved the last load of laundry into the dryer and should be joining them but sleepiness eludes me.

Jon has developed an allergic reaction to…something. He had been waking up with hive-like spots for about a month. Then a couple of weeks ago he woke up with one eye swollen almost shut and a top lip that looked as if he’d just climbed out of a MMA ring. The doctor gave him a prescription of steroids and sent him on his way. He continued to get the hives although not nearly as severe looking, and he mentioned his throat often felt like something was stuck in it. So OF COURSE for the past 13-14 nights, every time he STOPS snoring I jerk awake. I roll over, straining to hear a quiet breath; I squint through the darkness to see if I can see his chest move. Finally he’ll make a noise and I’ll doze off until he gets quiet again.

Then Tuesday he wakes up covered in angry red, swollen welts. He itched, he ached, he was miserable. The doctor said “Hm. We should probably try something else this time.”  So they took blood and gave him a steroid shot and sent him home with a prescription for an antihistamine. He was okay yesterday. Today? The welts look worse than ever. He aches. He itches. He’s miserable. He went to bed at 9:00. (He never goes to bed before 10:00.) This was after spending a couple of hours laying down earlier. (Something else he never does.)

Right before he went in the room he casually mentioned that earlier he’d taken one of the prescription strength pain pills left over from when I had my infected lymph node. He hoped it would help with the itching. It didn’t.  So he’d just taken some Nyquil. And his allergy meds.

This has taken me half an hour to type because every time I can’t hear him snore, I tiptoe/run into the room and hover until I see and/or hear proof he’s still breathing.

Have you ever heard an elderly person comment that they used to complain about their spouse’s snoring until they were gone? And now they can’t sleep? Yeah I totally get that now.


Oops

I did it again. I’ve neglected this little site except for the 100 Word Challenges. I haven’t forgotten you. In fact, I think about you often usually in the form of “I should post that” but obviously, thought doesn’t equate action.

Right now I’m kicked back at the library downtown waiting for the boys to get out of school. I’m at a desk directly in the sun. It’s quiet. And there’s free wi-fi. It’s slow as molasses – not cold molasses at least but just regular room temperature molasses – and it’s unsecure, but it’s wi-fi. I’m rather enjoying the downtime. See last week I was laid off. It wasn’t completely unexpected but it was still a bit of a surprise.  The downside to this is, of course, the lack of a paycheck. But, come to think of it, that’s really the only downside I can find. Upsides – oh there are plenty of those:

  • No more childcare expense.  Jon takes the older boys to school in the morning. I take LilBit to kindergarten at noon then hang out at the library until 3:00 when it’s time to pick them all up. (We live about half an hour away so I don’t like to make that trip multiple times)
  • I get to hang out at the library where it’s almost a requirement that I either write or read. I get absolutely giddy while settling in for the afternoon.
  • I don’t HAVE to get up in the mornings but when I do, my days are amazingly productive.
  • Dinner isn’t rushed.

I feel so much lighter. Literally and figuratively.  I knew I wasn’t 100% happy but I didn’t realize how unhappy I really was until it was over. Survival by denial maybe? Whatever – it’s been SUCH a relief. And in the past week I’ve managed to drop several pounds almost effortlessly. I’m pushing myself more in my workouts and my eating is much better so it’s an explainable loss. But it’s as if the pieces fit together now. There’s the stress of no paycheck of course. I worry about little expenses. But this isn’t permanent. As much as I’ve enjoyed this past week, it can’t be permanent. Not yet.  I’ve been sending out resumes and filling out applications. There’s one opportunity in particular that I (think I) really want. It’s with a company I’ve wanted to get on with since I moved out here. The fact that a position finally opened up the same week I became unemployed hasn’t escaped my notice. It would certainly be convenient for the family as a whole and…I just think it’d be good. I think it would fit instead of being that small spot that just rubs wrong and leaves a blister on my otherwise pleasant life.

So that’s my life right now. The boys are having pictures done at school today but I never purchase those. I’d just prefer to take my own. TheBoy and LilBit hate having pictures taken. My biological kid is naturally used to it. LilBit and I came to a resolution today.

“I would like it if you took ten to eleven pictures of me because I’m cute but ONLY ten. I don’t like anymore.”

I jumped at the chance and told him this weekend I would take pictures of him AND his brothers. He was very excited about the idea…as long as I agreed to take no more than ten.  Guess I’d better make them count!  And TheBoy will just have to deal.


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