Sick

We were in West Memphis this weekend, doing the family thing - birthdays, Mother's Day, that type of thing. We were just there for 48 hours, so please don't feel bad if you didn't hear from us, beloved friends. There was just No Time.

So Saturday night we get the kid to sleep and I figure I need to get my grandmother a Mother's Day card. Also, I'm a little hungry. So I go to Walgreen's and I shop through the (pretty picked-over) selection of grandmother-centric cards. All the while I'm doing this I realize the signals coming from my stomach are not saying "I'm hungry" but rather "I kind of need to puke." So I put aside my idea of grabbing a couple of tacos. They've demolished the Krystal in West Memphis to completely rebuild it; if they hadn't I would have said fuck it and got some food from there. I would have been very sorry later.

So I get back to the in-law's house, customize my grandmother's card and go to bed, figuring I'll sleep off my stomach funk. This doesn't happen. One time I wake up freezing and inexplicably wrap the dog's blanket around my head; later I was burning hot and lay there sweating in the dark. All night I had horrible dreams about Al Swearengen (the bad guy on HBO's excellent Deadwood) menacing me if I didn't make the right incisions in an intestine-like tangle of knots.Finally at four o'clock I knew the yakking was imminent. I got up, went to the bathroom, peed, and just got the toilet flushed and on my knees before the festivities commenced.

Sunday morning I wasn't puking, but I had to make repeated trips to the bathroom for other, more horrifying purposes. The ride back to New Orleans was not fun.

And it was a ride; I was semi-conscious in the back seat the whole way, only coming out of it enough to request bathroom stops. Sonya's first Mother's Day was very special.

So I stayed home from work yesterday, even though I was feeling quite a bit better. That's cool, though. Sonya took John for his six-month shots and then brought him home to stay with me. We had a nice day, playing with toys and laughing at each other and taking little naps.