Thoughts #3

Oh boy. Not again! Please stay well. Husband sick again.

My husband just got sick over something he probably ate earlier this evening. I knew something was wrong when he went to bed an hour earlier than usual complaining that he was tired. I asked him then, "Are You feeling well?"

He responded with a "Yes!" Yet, he got up and came to the living room where our computer is and started playing on a newsgroup he frequents. Not 10 minutes later I heard a sound that was familiar to me because it was not a month and a half ago when he made the same sound and was sick all night.

Call me selfish but I cannot have this happen again while I am dealing with my own injury with my knee. I am almost well and I hate to jeopardize my own health because of his illness. I have already gone through my own knee surgery two times another time and the doctor will become suspicious that I am sabotaging my own recovery.

I get my staples out in a week and the doctor is going to do x-rays then. I want a good outcome not another "How did this happen? You are my first patient that this has happened to? Now it has happened twice." I just can't have that -- I want him to say back to me that my knee is healing very well and lets start exercising the knee after having it straight for three weeks.

I am glad that my son did not have what we had for dinner this evening. He decided that he did not want anything from the grill where we got two country-fried steak dinners to go. I am hoping that it was the lettuce from the salad that I only had two bites of before I decided the lettuce was too soggy and gross to eat anymore. I guess I am a little spoiled when it comes to having fresh lettuce because I grew up in California where the lettuce was fresh. I love iceberg lettuce but it has to be crisp and fresh. So maybe I am safe...I still feel queasy though and that is because I heard my husband in the bathroom. I get that way...I think it is due to empathy for the sick person especially if that person is a family member.

I am afraid of throwing up myself because I have a jaw that is broken in two or more places which means that my jaw pops open when I regurgitate. I also would have a difficult time kneeling to the porcelain god (no pun really intended). With my leg as straight as it is I can't kneel at all and thus aiming would be difficult from 3 feet away.

I just feel like shit when I have to abandon my husband to stay well myself. I also have to do much deep breathing exercises to get through the toughest of the illness.

Anyway, I hope I did not gross you out but sorry if I did.