Another one bites the dust

Son woke up with those crazy sick eyes and a high fever today.


So we're off to the Dr. later today. I actually made the appointment for myself cause this past month my left arm has been getting all sore, weak and numb. I wrote it off to a pinched nerve or something but then the pinchy, pokey chest pains kicked in a few weeks ago. I'm sure it's anxiety related or they are going to take away my life preserver Wellbutrin and say it's a side effect. But either way I'm gonna check it out and avoid dying like Fat Elvis on the crapper.

I'm starting to feel like my family thinks I have that Munchausen Syndrome where you make yourself or your family member sick for attention. But truly, I would much rather be playing at the Zoo today then hanging out in a waiting room. And the attention (looking around the empty house) ain't all that.

So I am the unfunny, tired Lotta today. But I'm back to Atkins for no other reason than when this week is all over I want to have the bonus of weight loss. And in other good news we are going to Ikea this Wednesday to buy the new kitchen cabinets. Our bank account is a leaky freaking bucket. And I know if we don't get to the store and buy those cabinets soon there will be an expensive emergency coming to suck up all my kitchen cash. It's already been leaking out to pay for antibiotics and co-pays. I think I'm scaring my husband with my wild eyed sharpie calendar circling self. And I am determined that it will happen. If need be I WILL ply him with cough syrup in order to get a nice passive agreeable man to come along and haul flat boxes home with us.


DysdHousewife said...

SO SORRY to hear about your awful weekend. I know what you mean about the "watermelon wrestling". My three year old won't even stay down with a 103 fever. Those kitchen cabinets are well earned I say!

Jenny said...

Poor baby. Get those kids well and get yourself those new cabinets.

And try not to have a heart attack while doing it, k? I'd miss ya.

mcewen said...

A 'nice passive man' --- they sell them at Ikea?

Mamma said...

"Dying like Fat Elvis on the crapper."


Oh you kill me!

mommiebear2 said...

Gosh, I am sorry to hear that. I hope everyone feels better soon. PS. I tagged you for a meme ;)

Erin said...

I was sorry to hear about your scary and icky weekend, too. (btw, hi! I think I found you through Plain Jane Mom.)

I have had the worry that my family and pediatrician think I have Munchausen syndrome, too. Sometimes it feels like we have a new health crisis each week, or as soon as I get one health issue resolved, a new one crops up. My husband has accused me of being a hypochondriac on my daughter's behalf.

I hope that you guys get better very soon! Sickness, especially when it is nonstop, sucks!

Tilly said...

I hope you and your son are well soon, and that they find nothing serious with either of you.

Good luck with the cabinets.

Lotta said...

Thanks all! Son has a sinus infection and antibiotics are on their way.

I have tendinitus (sp?) from hauling daughter's increasingly large ass around with my left arm. Chest pains are from stress, but he ordered a stress test for peace of mind. Stress sounds about right though.

Marmite Breath or Nat (Don't call me Natalie). said...

I have been known to announce very loudly to the pediatrician that I do NOT HAVE MUNCHAUSEN and THIS IS JUST A ROUGH PATCH FOR US!

I'm glad we don't have to go there anymore.

PS) Kitchen cabinets can totally cure the blues, Lotta.

Janet a.k.a. "Wonder Mom" said...

Aw jeez. I hope he feels better soon.

Julie Pippert said...

Dude, you TOTALLY need that Activia yogurt. I cannot even tell you what a difference that (and Claritin, but that's another story) that has made for my family wrt health and well-being.

And NO they haven't given me free product to endorse them but man they SHOULD!

Get well soon to your family!

Oh, The Joys said...

I'm unfunny and sick today too. I wish we could wallow together.

Pissed OFF Housewife said...

No comment, just added you to my blogroll, there's nothing for me to say that you haven't said perfectly.