On Any Given Sunday I’d Be Cycling – So Why Am I Sick?
The Bay Area is getting a taste of summer this weekend, and yesterday’s sunny hot day was ready-made for a buddy and I to go wine tasting in the Santa Cruz Mountains. (He’s one of the good guys, not a sleazy married wingman type.) I was feeling great from a 25-mile bike ride that morning, and didn’t imbibe too much wine in the afternoon. But at dinner I got a chill. It was 75 degrees out (in the evening), and I was freezing my ass off!
When I got home I took my temperature – 101.7!!!! I can’t even remember the last time I had a fever. What gives? I crawled into bed, feeling like I’d rather just die, and slept 12 hours.
The fever was gone this morning, but I felt rundown. Tired. Sapped. Crappy.
Here’s the worst part for a single parent – my kids are with their mom this weekend, and I’m all alone. I’d like nothing better than to have someone take care of me today, nurse me back to health, pour me glasses of juice, scramble some eggs, bring me a popsicle.
I have no problem texting an ex-girlfriend for booty, but can I text her for chicken soup?
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Comment by singlemomseeking
| April 13th, 2008
Yes, text her for chicken soup!!
As you might know, my little one has had a fever this last week, too. Today, at last, she got out on her bike. And this mama got a little sunshine.
Please take care of yourself. Maybe a little sunbath with a good book?
Comment by mssinglemama
| April 13th, 2008
no…don’t text her for chicken soup. Suck it up and deal…thank god it’s not your weekend with the kids. : ) Sucks being sick and alone, doesn’t it? But worse being sick with a spouse who doesn’t care…that’s much, much worse.
Comment by dadshouse
| April 14th, 2008
So get this – the ex-girlfriend texted for booty. I told her I was sick. She said she didn’t want to catch anything and hoped I got better.
The ex-wife called to discuss something about the kids. I told her I was sick. She offered to run to the grocery for me and bring over whatever I needed – popsicles, soup, juice, meds.
And there in a nutshell is the life of a divorced single dad… (I know, I know, I should find a caring girlfriend)
Comment by casachaos
| April 15th, 2008
And isn’t it ironic?!
:p