January 19, 2005
I'm a bit put out with myself at the moment. As a matter of fact, I'm barely on speaking terms with myself. "Shannon," I said, "don't forget to to get the phone transferred before your move. Seriously, do it." But did I listen? Oh no. I did not. And now, I have no phone/internet until January 31st. Nice. Sometimes I feel like Homer Simpson lives inside me. (That would explain the 4 pound weight gain last week anyway--- enough with the donuts, Inner Self!!)
Anyway.
So. It's never enough that I just flub up. Now, I actually REALLY need to use the phone in the morning. It came to my attention sometime around lunch today that my child has pinkeye. So, not only did I NOT have a phone to call the doctor, I could also NOT alert my babysitter, who was showing up in just a few hours, unsuspecting of the gooky eyeball that awaited her. Oh yay. So, I meet her at the door and explain to her how incredibly sorry I am, and that I would stay home from work until my husband got home so she wouldn't be exposed. She let me use her cellphone to call work to tell them I'd be late.
Oh but there's more.
Because I had no phone, I had gone to a friend's house this morning to call the phone company and try to take care of it. (she didn't know I was coming, because I HAD NO WAY TO TELL HER and she was walking out the door - but kind enough to let me hang around and make my call.) After being on hold for 30 MINUTES, I finally gave up, and figured I would try later when I got to work. Which I couldn't, because I WAS LATE.
So.
Now I've not only flubbed up majorly, I've also paraded pink eye to the far ends of the earth. I'm SO sorry Debbie!! Reallllllllly. I hope they don't get it. If they do, you reserve the right to spread the next communicable disease to mine.
Since I have no way to call the doctor, all I can do is ANOTHER pop-in in the morning (since that first one went so well), and hope I don't have to wait for ten thousand hours in the waiting room, where-with my current luck, my child will be exposed to some much yuckier illnesses and well, you can imagine the rest. We'll all be horribly sick and no one will know until Jan. 31.
And I think my eye itches.
Boo.
your eye does NOT itch. it's all in your head.
Posted by: jessie at January 20, 2005 10:38 AMPoor, Shannon!!!
I’m glad you posted this, though! Sissy has been complaining about her eye itching, but it is not red and goopy, so I really was just watching it to see if anything happened. But because of this new information, I am going proactive! We already have some medicine for pink-eye and I’m waiting for a call back from the doc for the dosage. So we’ll be fine! You are completely forgiven and no restitution (spreading the next communicable disease to your chil’ren) will be necessary! :-)
Nasty, mean phone company... can't they hurry it up for a tired, cranky mommy-to-be?
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at January 20, 2005 05:52 PMNot that you're not already a mommy, lol...
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at January 20, 2005 05:53 PMEw not fun. I always feel sorry for the kids w/ pink eye. It looks so horrible! I hope they get better soon.
Posted by: Took at January 20, 2005 10:34 PMI saw an ad for this over the counter pink eye medicine that my be worth a shot if you can't see the doctor. I think the brand was Simalisan (or something like that). I'm sure the pharmacist would know.
Posted by: Amy at January 20, 2005 11:06 PMGood news! We are pink-eye free! But thanks again for the warning! I am praying for ya'll!
Posted by: Debby at January 21, 2005 02:15 PMThank goodness, Debby! So glad we didn't drag you down with us. So far, only Wrenn and Patrick have it, so maybe Eli and I will be lucky. Thanks for the heads up on the OTC, Amy. I'll get some of that if we need more.
And might I say--- if you know you have pink eye, it's pretty durn rude to act like you don't. Stay home for crying out loud. That's to no one in particular, I'm just saying.
Posted by: Shannon at January 21, 2005 06:10 PM