Why Did They Have to Get Sick?
Last week, things were looking up for my family and me. For the past few weeks Hubby has been working fewer hours, but I started getting more work coming in, and actually being able to get it done. Next month was shaping up to be a good one. But heaven knows we can’t have that, right?
On Sunday night, Hubby started complaining with his stomach. Monday morning, he stayed home a few extra hours because he was feeling bad. He went to work late, only to be sent home after about an hour because no one wanted to work with him for fear of catching whatever he had. Tuesday, he went in and worked most of the day, but called at lunchtime and asked me to get him an appointment. As soon as Pumpkin got home from school, I picked him up and took him to the doctor.
She said he had a stomach bug, but I’m not sure she knows what she’s talking about. He’s still feeling really bad – so bad that he hasn’t worked any more this week. And now Pumpkin has it, too.
I hate seeing them sick. And Hubby being out of work is really going to put a damper on our finances. He doesn’t get sick time, so his pay for this week will be paltry. And it’s been extremely difficult for me to get my work done while trying to take care of both of them.
I suppose I should be glad I don’t have it and can do some work and look after those two. But knowing my pitiful immune system, I’ll probably end up with it before it’s over. That’s something to look forward to, after seeing Hubby in so much pain he can barely walk and running to the bathroom like he took one of those maximum strength colon cleansers or something.
I had big plans for next month. I was hoping to put a little extra toward the bills and get to go to Richmond to see Peter Tork and Shoe Suede Blues. It’s a free show, but buying the gas to go that far wouldn’t be cheap, so it’s not going to happen. I thought I deserved one good thing after all the crap I’ve been through lately, but I guess I was wrong.
Okay, I’m going to quit feeling sorry for myself and get back to work now. If I can concentrate enough to get anything done, that is.
