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Everyone else I live with his been violently ill in the last 72 hours.
It started with Girl!Flatmate. She and her Mother went to Golden Corral on Thrusday and by Thursday night she's screaming and crying and retching. Apparently both her and her Mother got Food Poisoning (they think it was the salad bar).
Anyway, as I said, Girl!Flatmate went to bed for the night and woke up suddenly and expunged her stomach in various places (including her boyfriend's -Flatmate's- shoe. Ha.)
So, since she was sick and it's his room, Flatmate was left the uneviable task of cleaning the Upchuck. Gross.
And so by Friday he can't get out of bed. (Man, that must have been some viralent stuff. What's Up With That, Golden Corral?)
To be fair, I'm not actually sure he tossed his cookies but he definitely stayed in the room asside from trips to the bathroom all Friday Evening and I hear from Girl!Flatmate that it was due to feeling like crap cuz of nausia.
And now here we are, Sunday Morning! At about 5:00 I wake to my Husband (formerly known as Roommate) thrashing and moaning (in a manly way of course) piteously in the bed next to me. I'm like, "Are you OK?" because obviously he's not my I was stone cold asleep. And he's like, "Do we have any Pepto Bismol?" and strangely, despite the last three days we don't. So hehops shuffles out of bed to the bathroom. But before I can formulate a plan, I am very much unconscious again.
So the next time I swim into awareness at about 7:00, he's back in the bed next to me. He's doing something less like thrashing and more like tossing and turning, presumably because he can't find a comfortable possition and he's making little hitching noises. So I asked him is he wanted me to go get some Pepto Bismol for him and he answers in the affirmative and that he would like something to drink. So I told him that there is Gingerale all over the place, from the previously mentioned episodes, and that he should drink some of that, it'll calm his stomach (actually, I read an article on Yahoo! like two days ago that said that was a myth. But since that's been the go-to remedy for Moms everywhere for generations I'm gonna tell Yahoo! to stuff it.) Then I roll my rollipolli butt out of bed and head out to the closest store I know will be open (7-11) to go get my love some Pepto Bismol. They didn't have liquid, they had it in pill form, I didn't even know it came in pill form, I mean, isn't the whole point that coats your stomach or something? (clearly I have been brainwashed by T.V. Because on second thought it's not like that crap is magic or filled with Nano that was manage to replicate and march down your throat and intelligently stick to the wall of your stomach, coating it entirely off of a single tablespoon? 2 tablespoon? serving... Ohh *narrows eyes* Well played Late 80s early 90s Ad Campain.)
Anyway, I took the pills back to him as soon as possible, but I know we both have issues with swallowing pills, so I offered to go back out and find the liquid version be he informed me that he took my advice, the Gingerale, and he has since communed with the Porcelain God and offered all the Orange Juice he had drunk as tribute (my words, not his) and he felt a little better now. So I left him in the bed room and I came out to the Livingroom? (it's an apartment, so whatever) to chronical this epic tale.
Whew!
So here I am 9 months Pregnate and the only person with the sailor's stomach, at least so far, very inauspicious.
So yeah, I'm 37 weeks! My official Due Date is still the 26th but the odds on bet is I'm gonna pop way before then. In fact my boss has blocked off next Thursday the 10th as his day in the office pool. Yes, they have an office pool on when I am going to deliver. I have no idea how many people are participating, it may just be the accounting office. I wished my boss luck but I hope he is dead wrong.
There is a lot going on next week. The doctor's office still has my FMLA and Short Term Disablilty paper work for the Maternity Leave for my Job, I'm not going to get it until the 9th so I won't be able to get it to work until the 10th. I have no idea what happens if I pop before the paperwork is filed. On the 10th is my Baby Shower which means I don't have all the neccessary supplies for the baby because I waiting to see what I will get before I buy the rest. I still need a crib mattress, a car seat. Additionally I would like to have (but do not need) the diaper genie type type thing, the changing pad, the baby bath, the baby bouncer, the baby monitor, more bottles, more diapers, and definitely more clothes) also, the 10th is the BreastFeeding class, like to do that before I have to feed the baby. On the 11th, that's a family members birthday already. On the 12th the Childcare Class (now look, I know how to take care of an infant but I still want to go to this class, I'm crazy nervous, I kill plants all the time, I forget to take care of myself, why am I being entrusted with the life of another human being?! /freak out) And the 13th is another family member's birthday.
So I'm personally cool with anyway after the 13th though I get paid on the 15th so after that would probably be better. I just want my husband to clean his side of the room and put the crib together already.
I haven't been writing, but I've been thinking about writing. Which is good. Yay GW fans, I've been thinking about Dangerous Bonds... But I haven't been writing because I have been, with effort, trying to Shift my attention to Stange... I don't think it's been updated since 2009, which was effectively 4 years ago. It may have been more recent. My focus has been on vamp!Heero, Dangerous Bonds, and Strange, what I have been doing is... Well not really reading other things either. Except right now I am reading Maldoror's The Souce of all Things, it's really the best GW fic I've read in over a year, that's because I fon't really read new stuff on the fandom, it's my home fandom but I don't know where it moved so for all intents and purposes it's a dead fandom (it's not, I just don't where the activity is) and I really only read recc'ed fics, or fics from authors I like (which is how I came to start reading TSOAT) but it's unfinished which is why I've probably never tried to read it before. One day I'll make a list of all the unfinished fics that are eatting my soul right now, but not today. I've been at this for 2 hours and I need to finish my laundry today. I've got to get baby laundry detergent.
Ja ne!
Everyone else I live with his been violently ill in the last 72 hours.
It started with Girl!Flatmate. She and her Mother went to Golden Corral on Thrusday and by Thursday night she's screaming and crying and retching. Apparently both her and her Mother got Food Poisoning (they think it was the salad bar).
Anyway, as I said, Girl!Flatmate went to bed for the night and woke up suddenly and expunged her stomach in various places (including her boyfriend's -Flatmate's- shoe. Ha.)
So, since she was sick and it's his room, Flatmate was left the uneviable task of cleaning the Upchuck. Gross.
And so by Friday he can't get out of bed. (Man, that must have been some viralent stuff. What's Up With That, Golden Corral?)
To be fair, I'm not actually sure he tossed his cookies but he definitely stayed in the room asside from trips to the bathroom all Friday Evening and I hear from Girl!Flatmate that it was due to feeling like crap cuz of nausia.
And now here we are, Sunday Morning! At about 5:00 I wake to my Husband (formerly known as Roommate) thrashing and moaning (in a manly way of course) piteously in the bed next to me. I'm like, "Are you OK?" because obviously he's not my I was stone cold asleep. And he's like, "Do we have any Pepto Bismol?" and strangely, despite the last three days we don't. So he
So the next time I swim into awareness at about 7:00, he's back in the bed next to me. He's doing something less like thrashing and more like tossing and turning, presumably because he can't find a comfortable possition and he's making little hitching noises. So I asked him is he wanted me to go get some Pepto Bismol for him and he answers in the affirmative and that he would like something to drink. So I told him that there is Gingerale all over the place, from the previously mentioned episodes, and that he should drink some of that, it'll calm his stomach (actually, I read an article on Yahoo! like two days ago that said that was a myth. But since that's been the go-to remedy for Moms everywhere for generations I'm gonna tell Yahoo! to stuff it.) Then I roll my rollipolli butt out of bed and head out to the closest store I know will be open (7-11) to go get my love some Pepto Bismol. They didn't have liquid, they had it in pill form, I didn't even know it came in pill form, I mean, isn't the whole point that coats your stomach or something? (clearly I have been brainwashed by T.V. Because on second thought it's not like that crap is magic or filled with Nano that was manage to replicate and march down your throat and intelligently stick to the wall of your stomach, coating it entirely off of a single tablespoon? 2 tablespoon? serving... Ohh *narrows eyes* Well played Late 80s early 90s Ad Campain.)
Anyway, I took the pills back to him as soon as possible, but I know we both have issues with swallowing pills, so I offered to go back out and find the liquid version be he informed me that he took my advice, the Gingerale, and he has since communed with the Porcelain God and offered all the Orange Juice he had drunk as tribute (my words, not his) and he felt a little better now. So I left him in the bed room and I came out to the Livingroom? (it's an apartment, so whatever) to chronical this epic tale.
Whew!
So here I am 9 months Pregnate and the only person with the sailor's stomach, at least so far, very inauspicious.
So yeah, I'm 37 weeks! My official Due Date is still the 26th but the odds on bet is I'm gonna pop way before then. In fact my boss has blocked off next Thursday the 10th as his day in the office pool. Yes, they have an office pool on when I am going to deliver. I have no idea how many people are participating, it may just be the accounting office. I wished my boss luck but I hope he is dead wrong.
There is a lot going on next week. The doctor's office still has my FMLA and Short Term Disablilty paper work for the Maternity Leave for my Job, I'm not going to get it until the 9th so I won't be able to get it to work until the 10th. I have no idea what happens if I pop before the paperwork is filed. On the 10th is my Baby Shower which means I don't have all the neccessary supplies for the baby because I waiting to see what I will get before I buy the rest. I still need a crib mattress, a car seat. Additionally I would like to have (but do not need) the diaper genie type type thing, the changing pad, the baby bath, the baby bouncer, the baby monitor, more bottles, more diapers, and definitely more clothes) also, the 10th is the BreastFeeding class, like to do that before I have to feed the baby. On the 11th, that's a family members birthday already. On the 12th the Childcare Class (now look, I know how to take care of an infant but I still want to go to this class, I'm crazy nervous, I kill plants all the time, I forget to take care of myself, why am I being entrusted with the life of another human being?! /freak out) And the 13th is another family member's birthday.
So I'm personally cool with anyway after the 13th though I get paid on the 15th so after that would probably be better. I just want my husband to clean his side of the room and put the crib together already.
I haven't been writing, but I've been thinking about writing. Which is good. Yay GW fans, I've been thinking about Dangerous Bonds... But I haven't been writing because I have been, with effort, trying to Shift my attention to Stange... I don't think it's been updated since 2009, which was effectively 4 years ago. It may have been more recent. My focus has been on vamp!Heero, Dangerous Bonds, and Strange, what I have been doing is... Well not really reading other things either. Except right now I am reading Maldoror's The Souce of all Things, it's really the best GW fic I've read in over a year, that's because I fon't really read new stuff on the fandom, it's my home fandom but I don't know where it moved so for all intents and purposes it's a dead fandom (it's not, I just don't where the activity is) and I really only read recc'ed fics, or fics from authors I like (which is how I came to start reading TSOAT) but it's unfinished which is why I've probably never tried to read it before. One day I'll make a list of all the unfinished fics that are eatting my soul right now, but not today. I've been at this for 2 hours and I need to finish my laundry today. I've got to get baby laundry detergent.
Ja ne!
