My Bytch Blog

My family and I went to eat at IHOP today. I woke up feeling tired and the thought of slaving away in the kitchen to make breakfast was more then I could take. I rounded up everyone into the minivan and we headed out on the town. When we got there, we were put on a waiting list. It seems I was not the only person that felt that cooking on the weekend was a crazy idea. After a short wait we were seated. The food was wonderful and the coffee was welcomed. It was only ten minutes or so after we left that I felt a terrible rumble and an eruption of odd sounds in my stomach. The coffee had kicked in. What an awful feeling! Caught in traffic at a light that only let two cars through at a time knowing all the while that you were holding in something that could embarrass you and mortify your family, not to mention stain your cloth car seats. Well...lucky me Burger King was just around the corner and I only had to endure the wait of one street light. Finally, we pulled ...

Once upon a mid-day dreary, while I lay here weak and weary. Over many blankets I had let fallen to the floor. While I laid down nearly napping suddenly there came a tapping, tapping at my bedroom door. Tis some visitor rapping at my bedroom door, not just this but something more. Ah distinctly I remember it was in bleak November and each separate dying feeling keeps my spirits on the floor. Eagerly I wished my sorrow would not linger on tomorrow and from my purse surcrease my sorrow, sorrow for my local drug store. For the 24 hour opened, heroic, local, fully stocked pharmaceutical store. Only this and nothing more. And the sulky, sad, uncertain rustling of my open curtain Chilled me, filled me with uncertain feeling never felt before So that now to still the beating of my heart I stood repeating Tis some new prescription I am needing Some new antibiotics I am needing keeping me from falling on the floor Only drugs and nothing more. Presently my flu grows stronger,...

It has been almost four weeks since I have gotten sick. I have been on and off sick but it took a head last week when I thought I was going to die. Going to the doctor's office took all of the energy I had and I sadly fell asleep in the room waiting for the doctor to see me. After a short visit he told me that I had a lung infection, sinus infection and the stomach flu. The news was not surprising since I had not eaten in two days and I felt like hammered crap. I was ordered to spend the next two days in bed and no to eat anything if I could help it. That was not the hard part. I was more than happy not to eat anything but staying in bed for two days and not get up for any reason but the restroom was (I thought) going to be hard. Of course when you pass out and every day becomes a blurr two days, three days its all the same when you're not conscious.   It wasn't until this past weekend I have finally been able to live a real life again. I got up, slowly, and was able to go...