A Very Hard Week

It hasn’t been a very funny week.

Not one of us is healthy. Of the four of us we have varying degrees of an ear infection, 2 colds, and a mild case of pneumonia. Of course, that goes along with headaches, lack of sleep, and various other unpleasant aches, pains and discharges.

Late Thursday night, when the ER Doctor prescribed antibiotics for Evelyn’s pneumonia he said it would begin to clear up in a few days. He neglected to mention that it would “clear up” by draining out through her nose one blast at a time. Evelyn was very good natured about the 4 hour hospital visit, but only if I was standing up holding her. I was only allowed to sit for a few minutes at a time, and never more often than every half hour. She was entertaining though – looking at total strangers and spreading her arms out saying “TaDa!” then applauding herself.

Eventually in the midst of all the chaos this week we cooked a few meals. “We” being Carolyn. At one point she asked me to spot her while she retrieved a baking dish from under a stack of items on an upper shelf. I dutifully placed both hands on her arse and said “ok, now you won’t fall”. Apparently this is not what she meant. She didn’t say a word, but the reverberations I heard when the plastic patio serving platter bounced off my head provided all the information I needed.

The recuperation time provided me with a bit of extra television viewing. I finally noticed all the commercials announcing that Star Wars Revenge of the Sith is opening May 17th. Being a huge fan of the franchise, this is great news! It means that in another 6 months it will come out on DVD, and sometime after that I’ll finally have a free weekend to watch it! But not before I finally see the 3rd Lord of The Rings movie. Please don’t tell me how it ends…

A few commercials later and I had an uneasy feeling that I was forgetting something. At about 4:37 on Saturday it occurred to me to ask my spouse “so, what would you like for Mother’s Day?”

Lucky for me the weekend weather has been non-stop rain. It meant I was able to break the news to her that the fancy family picnic that I had "planned" was cancelled due to rain, not to mention illness.

It was a good save, even if I do say so myself. Although I suppose I have set the bar awfully low for Father’s Day, now haven’t I?