WING
definition:
winter, spring...a balance of two seasons
both ready to take flight
SPRINTER
definition:
spring,winter...two seasons
trying to decide who can out run thee other
DO YOU THINK MY WORDS
COULD MAKE IT INTO WEBSTER???
i.am.so.confused
just as i have been collecting seeds
YES
my friends
IT IS SNOWING AS I TYPE
has been all night
i have been wondering what is wrong with me
and my ability to accomplish anything great or small
i realized that it has nothing at all to actually do with me
or my physical or mental weebles
but...it is has everything to do with
everything and everyone that surrounds me
that has inhibited me from accomplishing much of nothing
nice excuse...right
sounds rational to me at the moment though
MARCH 13
12:50 am...one sister discharged from the E.R.
{all is well}
12:59am...walk out the E.R. door...snow is falling
1:20am...drop sister off at home
1:33am...arrive home
1:35am...crawl into bed
1:36am...husband moaning
to add to one wee little who has been sick
now i have one big one
1:38am...my love is on fire...
1:40am...mama...{mind you...this is my love speaking}
what happened to my medicine
and soup you were going to make...
{see i went to bellydancing last night
got in my car afterwards...called my love
to ask what he wanted me to bring home...
only to hear the words...
your sister has been trying to get a hold of you...
told him i'd call him back...
sister kind of trumphed my love last night in the priority list}
so there was no soup or meds for him when i returned home
1:41am...{me} go to sleep
1:42am...{my love} ok...when you wake up
to a bag of bones...and i'm dead...
don't blame me...its not my fault
1:43am...{me} well it was nice knowing you...
you were a wonderful husband and father
1:44am...{my love} your horrible
1:45am {me} I KNOW...goodnight
1:46am {my love} mama...i don't feel well
1:47am...{me} its almost 2 o clock in the morning
and its snowing...
do you really want me to
drive to the store to get you medicine
and stuff for soup
1:47am...{my love}YES...yes please
1:48am...i get out of bad and grab the thermometer
1:50am...one love has a 101 temp
1:51am...get medicine and give to my love
1:53am...crawl back into bed
1:55am...{my love} so it looks like i am gonna have to swallow my tongue
starve to death...i guess thats ok...
1:56am...{me} i hope it tastes good as it goes down
1:57am...{my love] your mean
1:58am...{me} i know...i love you...good night
1:59am...{my love} are you really not going
to go to the store
2:00am...{me} you know what...let me sleep till 5:00am
then i will get up and run to the store
2:01am...{my love} i won't make it
2:02am...{me} your killing me
this went on for i don't know how long
finally i got up and made him some tea and soup
3:35am...crawled into bed
5:06am...{one wee littlest} slides into bed...
so mama...hows she doing...
what you want to do today
5:07am {me} ssshhh...lets stay silent for awhile
5:071/2am...{one wee littlest} mama
5:08am...{me} yes
5:08am...{one wee littlest} i'm not tired can we get up and i'll help you make your coffee
needless to say i am now at about
36 hours of NO SLEEP
minus the few hours
that i did actually close my eyes
sound likes fun huh...how is your day going???


4 comments:
Oh goodness! BIG hugs to you!!!! I so hope you get a moment to rest. I find that I run around a lot, too, when my love is sick. Even when I am sick! LOL Hope your mister is feeling better soon. And stay strong!
Sounds like you're everyone's caregiver right now -- I hope all is well soon!
oh....those days and hours of being depended upon sometimes are the hardest and yet....looking back, I wouldn't trade them....I hope you will feel that way some day too. Oma Linda
I can't believe you got up and made your husband tea and soup in the middle of the night. I would have gone on the couch and told my husband to moan to himself.
I hope your sister is o.k.
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