Days of Rest
Christopher started making me nervous Thursday afternoon, because he didn't look good at all and was very low and tired. Friday morning he got up and made breakfast, but then he just shook his head and said he wasn't going to make it, so he laid down on the couch and just stayed there until Saturday morning. I was edgy and having trouble concentrating all day as I kept going in to check his breathing as he slept and take his temperature every time he woke up, but his temperature didn't start rising, and by Saturday noon he was fine again.
Maybe this is where we are now. It has been ten weeks since the last episode of meningitis, but if all it takes now is a "day of rest" that is obviously far easier for everyone to deal with.
I was quite relieved that he was all right again, because I had been counting on going to a party Saturday evening to celebrate twenty years of a cultural organization. Since the party was in a town outside Linz, I was concerned about leaving him alone and not being able to get back quickly. It went quite well, though. I had a great time at the party, and when I got home about one (considerably earlier than I had originally expected), I was impressed by the state of the kitchen and the living room. Apparently Christopher had a number of visitors yesterday evening and did a very responsible job of cleaning up after they left. I was less impressed by the way Patrick had neglected to take care of the laundry, but despite the weather forecast it is not raining, so we can still get it dry in the garden today, and Patrick is impressively organizing DVDs today, so there appears to be hope of clearing the clutter on the shelves after all.
Now it is Sunday, which is supposed to be a "day of rest" too, and I don't really feel like working, but I still need to catch up on what I didn't finish on Friday. And since Peter is still in Japan, I also have to cook today, which is a nuisance. I will be glad to have Peter back tomorrow evening (not just so that he can take over cooking again).
Maybe this is where we are now. It has been ten weeks since the last episode of meningitis, but if all it takes now is a "day of rest" that is obviously far easier for everyone to deal with.
I was quite relieved that he was all right again, because I had been counting on going to a party Saturday evening to celebrate twenty years of a cultural organization. Since the party was in a town outside Linz, I was concerned about leaving him alone and not being able to get back quickly. It went quite well, though. I had a great time at the party, and when I got home about one (considerably earlier than I had originally expected), I was impressed by the state of the kitchen and the living room. Apparently Christopher had a number of visitors yesterday evening and did a very responsible job of cleaning up after they left. I was less impressed by the way Patrick had neglected to take care of the laundry, but despite the weather forecast it is not raining, so we can still get it dry in the garden today, and Patrick is impressively organizing DVDs today, so there appears to be hope of clearing the clutter on the shelves after all.
Now it is Sunday, which is supposed to be a "day of rest" too, and I don't really feel like working, but I still need to catch up on what I didn't finish on Friday. And since Peter is still in Japan, I also have to cook today, which is a nuisance. I will be glad to have Peter back tomorrow evening (not just so that he can take over cooking again).
posted by Aileen at Sunday, April 23, 2006
1 Comments:
I didn't know there was any such thing as a day of rest!
It is hard to believe that Patrick is the sensible and responsible child in the house...the one who cleans and does the laundry. Maybe you should move in with me...I could use a sla-(I mean, a "Helper")
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