After feeling so positive Tuesday night everything has fallen in a heap and I'm fucking depressed again! Grrrr. As predicted DD 2 was awake at 9pm, she was sooky and had a temperature. I sat up with her for an hour or so then went to bed with her. She was hot and restless all night! We gave her panadol. I started feeling horrible around 4am, headachy, hot... sure enough Wednesday morning saw me not wanting to get out of bed. DD 2 was the same, hot, huggy, DP took her out so I could sleep. He ended up putting on DVD's and fell asleep with DD 2 lying on him on his chair. I heard him snoring. I got up around 2.30pm and sat up for a while. When DD 2 woke up I took her and cuddled her for a bit. At about 4pm I was feeling far too weak to sit up any more and took DD 2 back to bed. We both slept. At 9pm she decided it was time to get up so we came out. The other kids had gone to bed, DP had cooked sausages for them apparently. We didn't sit up long, DD 2 had a bottle of milk and we went back to bed.
I thought DD 2's temp broke early Thursday morning, but she ended up still being unwell. So was I. The older kids were told to come straight home from school, I heard DD 16 yelling at DP so got up in time to see DS going out the door. DD 16 had a meeting after school she wanted to go to, DP thought it was an evening one. Apparently DD 16 hadn't told him she would be home by 5pm at the latest. So she got permission to go and was home by 4.30pm. I sat up for a while cuddling DD 2 and at around 9.30am got a text from DS 13 saying he had a headache and wanted to come home. The teacher allowed him to go when he showed them my text saying it was ok. He had a panadol and spent most of the day in bed. I took my laptop to bed with me and DD 2 fell asleep watching me play games, then I decided I should sleep more too. It was about 2.30pm when I got up again. DD 2 had more milk but all I've had is water. I thought I'd try a cold coffee but only drank half of it, better than nothing though.
I'd been listening to DP cough for 2 days and told him he should see a dr, he said the priority was for me and the kids to get better. Thing is, we're not asthmatic! He is. I guess if he has to go to hospital it will be his own damn fault. Anyway, he put constant DVD's on for DD 5, including the entire first series of Avatar: the last airbender. He sat on the damn computer all fucking day! The most he did was put on a load of about 5 towels which he didn't even get out of the fucking machine - I listened to the damn thing beeping all day! Argh!!!! Ok, so he's not well either, but well enough to play fucking WoW all fucking day... I had no fucking energy to sit up at all! Early this morning I said "you know you've been sick when you think - wow, this is normal"... I knew he was gearing up to playing the sick card himself, hoping I was going to be well. I still feel weak and that "normal" feeling isn't really there any more... but I got up this morning and told him off for putting Avatar on again! Bloody hell. He says "DD 5 loves Avatar"... but I put the tv on instead, her favourite show was 20 minutes away. I'm not having the kids watch fucking DVD's all day again... only DS is sick and watching Avatar now LOL But I put out some play stuff for the little girls and they've been having a great time. So much better than sitting watching tv all day.
Anyway... the kitchen is fucked up again, a total mess. All my work gone... Fuck fuck fuck! And all the shopping we bought Monday - sitting on the fucking floor. At least we put the cold stuff away... mind you I'd bought heaps of vegies for DP and this fucking diet he's doing, I bet they're all still in the bags on the floor. There are about 7 I can see from here. ARGH!!!! And my tidy fucking bench - looks like shit AGAIN! I'm so fucking pissed off. DP has done next to fucking nothing! But as I said - he'll play the sick fucking card. Too fucking hard for him to do anything! He's gone to bed now too... about an hour ago. This morning his breathing sounded terrible, he says "I'm fine"... IDIOT! God he shits me. Then when I say he should see a dr he says "I just need sleep"... hint hint right.
So that's been my 2 shit days, this is number 3. I feel crap, I'm sick of being sick, I just want to get back to normal! I was feeling so accomplished, I was doing so fucking well... even my living room looks like shit again. Toys, mess, it needs cleaning and vacuuming. The clothes on the airer have been there since Tuesday so are dry, but I'm the only one that can fold and put them away apparently. Not to mention all the washing waiting to be done. Oh, yesterday I wanted to bath the little ones. DD 2 was getting quite stinky, probably from being unwell as well as going 2 days without a bath. DP said he'd run one, finally did it in the afternoon. And the other thing... he said that he'd has his "main meal" for lunch so would have a shake for tea so if I wanted to I could order pizza. I said that was a silly idea as most of us wouldn't be eating, it seemed a waste. Then when DD 16 came home he asked if we had gravy, suggesting DD 16 could go and buy chips. Again, stupid idea. I certainly wasnt' going to eat, DD 2 wasn't well, DS wasn't well, he wasn't eating, what a waste of money. So DD 16 asked if there were leftovers from last night, no DP ate them for lunch (I wonder how many there were?) There were only 5 uncooked sausages left so DD 16 said she'd make a casserole with them. What a good girl :) She even cooked some potatoes and steamed some vegies, which apparently DD 2 got stuck in to! Fantastic!
So now I've spent ages updating this, I hope it makes sense. I've got dishes and laundry and tidying to do... without overdoing it so I end up feeling worse. I want to be better tomorrow!
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So DP got up but has gone back to bed now. Pretty sure he's in a foul mood. He was talking about going to the supermarket and buying coke and cough lollies and chicken soup... until I asked if he had money. He asked what I've got in my account, $30 and DD 16 had taken my card to buy baby panadol. So he asked about my other account, the savings one that I hate going in to. $1900, would have been more except I had to pay an outstanding electricity bill - grrr $350! So he asked me to transfer $20 or $30 to go to the supermarket - can't it wait until tomorrow when I get paid. He doesn't want another night like last night, coughing. He ate lots of cough lollies apparently, so he could get to sleep without coughing himself awake. So I've given him what was left, and he's had 4 and gone back to bed. He'd gone through his change and said he had about $20 so would go to the supermarket himself... yeah, right. I asked if he was going to be in a shitty mood now, he says he's not but will be if he doesn't get some sleep tonight. Argh!
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile I got very little done today, tried to have a nap with DD 2 but it didn't work. I did get a load of washing done though, and it's on the airer. I want soup, chicken would've been nice but we only have tomato so that will have to do :)