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December 08, 2005

Fa La La La La

The other night I finished a box of cereal, and I was monumentally proud of myself. See? I can finish things that I start. Of course, some of the more involved projects, like, I dunno, blogging, have been shamefully ignored.

Regarding Priss: Two weeks ago, I was irritated with the child, yet unable to show it, due to this Santa deal that we adults have cursed ourselves with. I'm pretty sure I was being played.

The list was due early, so that Santa could order everything online. Of course, the day after all was painstakingly price-compared, found to be in stock, and ordered, Miss Priss decided she would like to revise her list, and so, a new one would need to be emailed to Santa.

"NO!" I say. "Too late. Santa's done with you." "No problem," she informs me. "Santa's magic. Hey, it's not like you're having to pay for it or anything..."

Uh-huh... She is nine. Old enough to know the score; young enough to get away with playing dumb. Played.

Last week, the irritation continued. The child would not stay at school. I, therefore, could not stay at work. She looked okay to me. No fever. Off to school she goes! By ten, the nurse would call, and I would be summoned to collect the child.

WTF? I thought. When I was a kid, a fever or puking was the only way to get a ride home. In fact, I was constantly hacking up green shit, so I know that didn't work.

Nonetheless, gotta be good mommy. Pick up the babe. Gently remind her that a governmental nanny takes the roll every day, and regardless of her straight A's, if she would like to see the 5th grade, she must attend classes.

Well, she showed me.

Over the weekend, she spiked a fever of 101, that had risen to 103 by yesterday morning. Now, being attentive mommy, I had already taken her to the doc first thing Monday, and had since been shoving antibiotics down her throat and into her pitifully empty stomach.

Yesterday am, however, the tonsils were still huge, almost swollen together, and covered in white slime. Back to doc. More tests.

Good news! It's not strep! Bad news! It's not strep! Wha? ...No, it's worse. It's mono.


So we were sent home with steroids, which, fortunately, have worked miracles. I was able to get her out of bed today, pick up homework assignments, and then finally darken the door to the office, where I haven't put in a full day in...weeks. Yep. Looks like the post office blew up in here.

So although I still very much love and miss all of my blogfriends, whom I am painfully neglecting, it may be the first of the year before I am able to catch up with my reading, even though I will steal time as I can.

I'm sure, however, that I'll be back before Christmas, so for now, I will simply wish you all a happy and peaceful shopping experience. Because even if the big tickets are ordered online, still gotta go out for stocking stuffers... And tape. And groceries. Fa la la la la!

posted by Key on 05:42 PM | Comments (9) | TrackBack (0)

I hope your daughter recovers quickly!

To update you since you may not have read on my blog, I'm now on the same side of the ocean as you, so I might actually make a blog-meet one day!

Posted by: Jack at December 8, 2005 05:56 PM

I'm glad your daughter is doing better.

Now, about those steroids... I want some Mae Wests. Can they do that?

Posted by: Velociman at December 8, 2005 11:08 PM

Glad to see that you're still hanging around these parts! Hope you're daughter is back to 100% again soon.

Posted by: zonker at December 9, 2005 12:41 AM

Oh, no, honey, I hope she feels better soon and that you can have a break too. Bless your heart.

Posted by: Kelly at December 9, 2005 10:11 AM

Yeah. Yeah. Just making excuses for not blogging. Get well soon!

Posted by: Denny at December 9, 2005 01:34 PM

.. all the best to your little one, Key... I hope she gets well soon...

Posted by: Eric at December 10, 2005 06:36 PM

yeah, key lives!! glad you are nursing that mono priss and getting in the holiday spirit. i didn't make the online shipping deadlines, found lots out of stock, so i'm off to the toy stores to beat the living daylights out of anyone who stands between me and a 170 ARC starfighter. Merry Christmas!!

Posted by: shoe at December 11, 2005 07:31 PM

Ewww...Mono. Scary stuff. I'll be keeping you in my thoughts.

Posted by: Dana at December 12, 2005 02:29 PM

Where is Kelley? You never write or call me anymore? Are you mad with me? Cat

Posted by: Catfish at December 15, 2005 12:36 PM
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