August 23, 2010

  • Canoe Trip Cancelled On Account Of Illness


    I was a little surprised this morning when I got a phone call from the Princess, who sounded like she was still half asleep and trying not to wake someone up.  I'm sure you know that kind of semi-whisper.  She asked me if I could watch Chewlee, which I already anticipated doing due to the canoe trip she and Johnnycakes were supposed to be making.  She went on to say, *.....while I go to the doctor.  I'm really sick!*  That explained the way she sounded.  She had complained earlier in the week about having a *slightly* sore throat, which I am sure she just ignored.  She has a life, ya know! 

    Johnnycakes brought over Chewlee and told me that the Princess had awoken with a bloody nose and then was coughing up bloody phlegm.  I didn't panic because I know the bloody phlegm could have been caused by blood dripping down her throat while she was asleep.  He also mentioned that Chewlee had already eaten FOUR bananas.  I laughed and told him she must be part chimpanzee.  He said there must be a word for her obsession with bananas lately.  He watched her push the high chair over towards the door to my room since I had gone there when he started to leave.  I expected Chewlee to follow me like she always does. 

    However, today she pushed the high chair and said to me, *See this, Gramma?  I want to eat.  I want noodles.*  I pushed it back towards the living room and she made me stop so she could have the tray pointing towards the TV since that is where she likes to sit while eating.  Johnnycakes reiterated that she had really eaten four bananas and I reassured him that it was okay.  It was a good thing she was hungry after going with very little food for that period of time when everyone was worried about her.

    The Beast raised his voice and said, *Hey, what is this?  I should have a day off when I don't have to watch Sponge Bob all day long!*  He laughed when he said it but I knew what he meant.  I told him not to worry.  After she ate, I would take her into my room and we could watch 'Zilla movies.  Later on, after Chewlee and I were watching Godzilla's Revenge (her favorite movie of the genre), the Beast came in and told me it was alright if she watched the TV in the living room since nothing good was on until evening and he had other stuff he could do.  When I told her, she ran right out there and plopped down in Papa's chair and waited for me to put on the Nik channel for her.  We get a couple of them and the Beast had actually already put one of the Nick channels on but it was one for older kids.  I put Sponge Bob on for her and she said in a casual but regal manner, *I need my juice now.*  I had to remind her that she forgot a very important word and she said, *Please!!!*.  We always make sure she says please and thank you when she wants something and then gets it.

    She did take one break when she had to come in with me and have a *serious* talk.  She sat down on a box in the computer room and demanded nicely that I *turn around* in my chair and face her.  She then pointed to the wipes on the floor from when I changed her and told me I needed to put it away.  I told her that SHE had gotten them  and she said that she had gotten them for ME so it was my job.  She then handed them to me and said, *Be sure to tell me when you have put them back where they belong.*  She watched intently while I replaced them on the shelf and then said, *Very good!*  She asked me a question and I answered her to which she replied, *Whatever!*  Then the talk was over and she went back to her TV.

    She just LOVES the TV in the living room.  First of all, it's a 52-inch and it's an HD TV.  The picture is amazing.  It also has surround sound hooked up to it.  She loves it when the sound is cranked up higher than I would normally p ut it.  She sits like a Queen on her throne on the Beast's recliner and is just mesmerized.  I don't complain most days because if I get up and go outside, BAM!  She is right there next to me.

    As for the Princess, she and Johnnycakes spent 3-1/2 hours in the waiting room before she was seen by a doctor.  Johnnycakes said she told them she hadn't eaten anything since Friday because her throat was so sore.  All she did was drink cold liquids.  When he examined her throat, there were the telltale white spots in her throat that indicated she has strep throat.  Since she hadn't eaten anything in a while, the doctor ordered some kind of super shot for her since she said she didn't have any more time off coming to her for another month and she really needed to go to work tomorrow (Monday).  When the nurse came in with the shot, Johnnycakes says he swears the needle on it was a foot long and she had to give it to the Princess in her butt.  The nurse told the Princess she would have to sit there for a while or lay down just to make sure she didn't vomit.  She got to her feet and fell right to the floor.  At that, the nurse said, *You can stay there, if you prefer* (which I thought was kind of funny, but then, I'm weird).  They insisted she had to stay until they were sure she was stable enough to leave.

    When Johnnycakes came to pick up Chewlee (he said he would keep her away from the Princess), he said she had gone unconscious (so to speak) as soon as she got in the car.  He took her home and then went to get the prescription the doctor had written.

    The Beast busied himself with lawn cutting on the John Deere as soon as the temperature dropped down to 86.  He came in once when dinner was almost ready (I made salmon patties, mac and cheese and some green beans) then headed back out to try to get it all finished except for the weed whacking.  He'll do that tomorrow, I'm sure.

    I just emptied the dishwasher while the salmon patties were cooking and then put the few dishes that were in the sink into it.  I made fresh coffee so I would be set for a while.  The Beast doesn't do much coffee after dinner but I seem to drink it all day long.  I can't help it.  It's my drink of choice (besides a good vodka and coke on occasion).  Lately, it's been vodka and Sprite Zero; it all depends on my mood.

    Well, time to go.  I have to consider that I might be getting a call from the preschool in the next day or two because Chewlee is sick.  There's no telling if she will get strep throat or not.  Love you all and have a great Monday.  I'll be here doing the same ole, same ole.