winter. my old friend
Dec. 19th, 2013 01:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So Downwood and I are trying to figure out this coming weekend. The original plan was to head to his mom's house Saturday morning and spend a couple leisurely days with her. There are two complications with this.
Complication 1 = Health
Complication 1 = Health
We all have a cold. Typhoid Emi brought a virus home from school. On top of the virus, she's now working on getting rid of a bacterial infection. Ox is mostly okay, but throws up at night because he's swallowed so much mucus throughout the day. Downwood has a sore throat, I have sore throat and deep, hacking cough. We're all on the mend, but not at 100%.
Downwood's grandma isn't doing too well. His mom is the primary caregiver for her mom. She - totally understandably - doesn't want to get sick and then give it to Grandma C.
Complication 2 = WeatherDownwood's grandma isn't doing too well. His mom is the primary caregiver for her mom. She - totally understandably - doesn't want to get sick and then give it to Grandma C.
We're supposed to get some freezing rain here overnight, which is to be starting just before I head home after my shellac manicure and ending sometime tomorrow morning.
Starting tomorrow and going through Sunday, Illinois's supposed to be getting ice storms.
Starting tomorrow and going through Sunday, Illinois's supposed to be getting ice storms.
I really want to go. I love seeing family at holidays. I love giving gifts. I love letting my kids play and play. I love my mother-in-law.
I also love being alive and not having a car in a ditch. I also don't want to cause pain or suffering to his family by passing on our germs.
We haven't decided yet. I've made my list of everything that needs to get in the car if we choose to leave tomorrow evening early, at the butt-crack of dawn on Saturday, or not at all.
Sigh. Being a grownup kind of sucks. Where's my teleporter, dammit! I want to just be there without the trouble.
We haven't decided yet. I've made my list of everything that needs to get in the car if we choose to leave tomorrow evening early, at the butt-crack of dawn on Saturday, or not at all.
Sigh. Being a grownup kind of sucks. Where's my teleporter, dammit! I want to just be there without the trouble.