All geared up for poker today.
iPod charged.
Hoodie packed.
70's oversized sunglasses.
Full Tilt jersey.
Douchebag attitude.
The Drizz invasion of the Mayo Clinic was two steps out the door, then a faint call from the door stairs bedroom came in...
"Daddy, my eye hurts"
10 pounds of pus and a new prescription from Target later and I'm stuck behind the keyboard as a personal nurse today since the wife will be running around all-day.
Yea.
What started has a promising weekend has been diluted to football on TV and gentle arm-length hugs for the kid. OMG DON'T TOUCH THAT!
Sigh. Here's to hope my little wolverine doesn't get it, as she'll get into anything and everything meaning the likely hood of an embarassing phone call to work Monday morning go up exponentially.
My apologies to Oh Captain for flaking out on the road trip, but I assume the tournament going Pink Eye free today is much more important then taking my money. :)
Showing posts with label Sick Kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sick Kids. Show all posts
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Parenting 090
There's something every parent will go thru as their child grows up but its not something any book, motherly advice, or Dr. Phil could possibly get you prepared to deal with.
Yesterday I spent a good chunk of the day at North Memorial hospital due to Wyatt having a seizure induced by his fever he's been running off and on for the past month. Having a personal experience with seizures did not quell the anger I had for him to have to go through something like that. You begin to question your ability to stay strong for the helpless little one who has no idea under his Buzz Lightyear PJs why he suddenly moved in a violent manner, or why he couldn't speak to his pa or nana when they asked if he was alright.
The doctors can explain that fever induced seizures are common in smaller children, but that doesn't put to rest the paranoid feelings about a recurrence or a dangerous one that doesn't end with a freezee-pop and a Spongebob Squarepants sticker. The nurse can use a soothing voice to dispel fears of hidden monsters under the bed of much more serious ailments, but does it allow a parent to go back to worrying about every day things like mortgage payments and having enough toilet paper in the house?
I'm sure more seasoned parents have been through the broken limbs, illnesses, and all arguements about who gets to watch what, but this guy is still in the infant stages of learning what it means to be a parent.
Yesterday I spent a good chunk of the day at North Memorial hospital due to Wyatt having a seizure induced by his fever he's been running off and on for the past month. Having a personal experience with seizures did not quell the anger I had for him to have to go through something like that. You begin to question your ability to stay strong for the helpless little one who has no idea under his Buzz Lightyear PJs why he suddenly moved in a violent manner, or why he couldn't speak to his pa or nana when they asked if he was alright.
The doctors can explain that fever induced seizures are common in smaller children, but that doesn't put to rest the paranoid feelings about a recurrence or a dangerous one that doesn't end with a freezee-pop and a Spongebob Squarepants sticker. The nurse can use a soothing voice to dispel fears of hidden monsters under the bed of much more serious ailments, but does it allow a parent to go back to worrying about every day things like mortgage payments and having enough toilet paper in the house?
I'm sure more seasoned parents have been through the broken limbs, illnesses, and all arguements about who gets to watch what, but this guy is still in the infant stages of learning what it means to be a parent.
Monday, January 22, 2007
You're The Best Arrrrrrrrrrround
*Start up The Karate Kid soundtrack
No NASCAR driver would ever think about putting themselves at the helm as much as the First Mormon Son of Football this morning…
I don't get into monkeys and vindication," he said. "I don't play that card. I know how hard I worked this season; I know how hard I worked this week." I don't get into monkeys and vindication," he said. "I don't play that card. I know how hard I worked this season; I know how hard I worked this week." – Mr. Everything
I I I I I I I I, and me me me me me me me me. Yo Payton, next time your offensive line “neglects” to throw a block and you end up forgetting how count beyond three, maybe you’ll remember it’s a team sport not the Quarterback Challenge at the sunny Bahia Mar Beach resort in Fort Lauderdale, Flordia. Congrats to the Indianapolis Colts TEAM, and despite what you tell those piano movers, they ARE saying loooooooooooser when chanting for you in the stands. Go bang a hot hollyweird starlet, sing karaoke with your brother, or stay out after curfew; just something to show you have a iota of a personality beyond confirming at every press conference that you control the team’s destiny like Luke in Return of the Jedi.
Yeah, the Bears won too. And left me 3 of 4 on my super duper kick ass parlay.
Bastards.
At least Sexy Rexy showed that ineptitude at the quarterback position can be overtaken by a front seven on defense that resembled Buddy Ryan’s D from the 85’ team. Urlacher is just fuckin scary, as in wielding a machete with a hockey mask, stabbing some chick in cotton panties as she has sex for the first at camp, and being resurrected 15 times scary. Peyton better wise up and take his front line out for a Sizzler’s buffet or two if he’d like be able to go home after the Super Bowl and watch some Lifetime movies with a bowl of low-fat, low sodium Orville’s Special Blend popcorn.
Want something that would ruin a decent breakfast? We dropped the kids off at my parent’s place, and mom is always watching Lifetime in the morning which 99.9% of time is about some relationship going awry and sure enough a bleached Dan Cortese is trying to rub one out before his wife gets through the door as her keys wouldn't work. Clearly an amateur spanking mistake by Mr. MTV Sports by not calculating when the Mrs. would be coming home. I also didn’t see a bottle of peppermint lotion.
Amateur.
Over/under on Sexy Rexy picks thrown in the Super Bowl? I’ll set the line at a conservative 2.5, but thinking four shouldn’t be too tough for him to hit enough Colts’ cornerbacks in the chest with a pass.
Excuse while I cut this short today because Wyatt greeted us with a night of taking care of his fever so sleep was cut to taking a short snooze in between the football games yesterday.
Thanks for dropping by, now how many people have signed up for ePassporte accounts? I’m on the fence about this and figuring I’ll just take a check when its time to cash out versus signing up for a soon-to-be-hit-by-the-DOJ-hammer eWallet.
No NASCAR driver would ever think about putting themselves at the helm as much as the First Mormon Son of Football this morning…
I don't get into monkeys and vindication," he said. "I don't play that card. I know how hard I worked this season; I know how hard I worked this week." I don't get into monkeys and vindication," he said. "I don't play that card. I know how hard I worked this season; I know how hard I worked this week." – Mr. Everything
I I I I I I I I, and me me me me me me me me. Yo Payton, next time your offensive line “neglects” to throw a block and you end up forgetting how count beyond three, maybe you’ll remember it’s a team sport not the Quarterback Challenge at the sunny Bahia Mar Beach resort in Fort Lauderdale, Flordia. Congrats to the Indianapolis Colts TEAM, and despite what you tell those piano movers, they ARE saying loooooooooooser when chanting for you in the stands. Go bang a hot hollyweird starlet, sing karaoke with your brother, or stay out after curfew; just something to show you have a iota of a personality beyond confirming at every press conference that you control the team’s destiny like Luke in Return of the Jedi.
Yeah, the Bears won too. And left me 3 of 4 on my super duper kick ass parlay.
Bastards.
At least Sexy Rexy showed that ineptitude at the quarterback position can be overtaken by a front seven on defense that resembled Buddy Ryan’s D from the 85’ team. Urlacher is just fuckin scary, as in wielding a machete with a hockey mask, stabbing some chick in cotton panties as she has sex for the first at camp, and being resurrected 15 times scary. Peyton better wise up and take his front line out for a Sizzler’s buffet or two if he’d like be able to go home after the Super Bowl and watch some Lifetime movies with a bowl of low-fat, low sodium Orville’s Special Blend popcorn.
Want something that would ruin a decent breakfast? We dropped the kids off at my parent’s place, and mom is always watching Lifetime in the morning which 99.9% of time is about some relationship going awry and sure enough a bleached Dan Cortese is trying to rub one out before his wife gets through the door as her keys wouldn't work. Clearly an amateur spanking mistake by Mr. MTV Sports by not calculating when the Mrs. would be coming home. I also didn’t see a bottle of peppermint lotion.
Amateur.
Over/under on Sexy Rexy picks thrown in the Super Bowl? I’ll set the line at a conservative 2.5, but thinking four shouldn’t be too tough for him to hit enough Colts’ cornerbacks in the chest with a pass.
Excuse while I cut this short today because Wyatt greeted us with a night of taking care of his fever so sleep was cut to taking a short snooze in between the football games yesterday.
Thanks for dropping by, now how many people have signed up for ePassporte accounts? I’m on the fence about this and figuring I’ll just take a check when its time to cash out versus signing up for a soon-to-be-hit-by-the-DOJ-hammer eWallet.
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