Come Monday, it will be alright

Shhh…do you hear it? Better yet, do you not hear it? What you’re not hearing is the noise and rumble of houseguests. I’m back from RDU, having dropped ChurchBomber and MerlotMan off and JewelrySlut and Shmuppie are dropping Gramps off right now. Let me bask in the silence for a moment or 2.

Ahh….

I feel like the cook in a mess hall by now. I’ve had it with the kitchen for a few days. Too many meals prepared.

Let me go back a few days to recap:

Tuesday:
Gramps arrived from Tampa, tired and ornery over having had to travel. I swear; if the man never had to go 10 miles from his house, he’d be happiest. His flight was fine, but I don’t think he enjoyed Southwest. But, he got in and I made, of all things, corned beef and cabbage for dinner. Next to Thanksgiving, that’s his 2nd favorite thing to eat. We wanted to treat the old man right. And..my left eye started itching. Later in the evening I noticed that the eye lid looked swollen. I took the only antihistamine we had in the house (a Claritin) and hoped for the best.

Wednesday:
Hmmm…interesting. The eye looks worse. So, I got out of bed in search for any store that would be open at 7:00 and dispensing Benadryl. The local CircleK did the trick. It not only knocked down the swelling, it also knocked me on my ass. I took a nice mid-morning nap. Later in the day, I went to the airport to pick up ChurchBomber and MerlotMan while JewelrySlut and Shmuppie took Gramps to Quasi’s house.

The eye was not doing well.

We all got home and spent the evening doing food prep and baking. I had stuffings to make and prep, a turkey to clean, sweet potato pudding to make, and generalized mayhem to attend to. JewelrySlut had the last of the pies and the cranberries. We wrapped up at around 9:45.

They eye was bugging me.

Thursday:
5:30AM: Oh shit. I can’t open my left eye.

6:30AM: I got up to pee and confirmed my fears. They eye had swollen shut. I woke JewelrySlut and announced that we were going to the ER. I needed to get this thing treated right away. I wanted to beat the crowds and get dinner cooking.

So, we drove off to


6 thoughts on “Come Monday, it will be alright

  1. That's what she told the Doctor and everyone else within earshot. But, now that I have roid rage, I can kick her ass. I also, consequently, have nuts the size of raisins.

  2. Thanks assbag…reading about your wonderful meals and then the evil eye pictures…Remind me to take pictures of the next time I have an allergy attack. :)

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