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August 05, 2005

"Sleep? Bah! Who needs this "sleep" you speak so highly of."

Fabulous Babe was supposed to be home tonight.

Supposed to.

The joke with FB travelling is that under no circumstances do you EVER want to get on a plane with her. Between missed flights, mechanical things that have to get fixed, gremlins on the wing a la "The Twilight Zone" something ALWAYS goes wrong. To top it off the problems almost always occur on the flight(s) home.

Sure enough I got the call at about 7ish: Fabulous Babe was stuck in Colorado with two of her co-workers. They had no idea when they were going to get a flight out and the hotels were all booked up.


After advising her that the first few rounds of drinks were her ethical responsibility, I put Jack down to bed. Surprisingly he went straight down with no fuss. I thought I would be able to get some things done and then go to bed early.

Ha ha.

Jack woke up around 11:30 crying. Then at 1:30 he woke up screaming and nothing I did seemed to work. Motrin didn't make a difference and the Tylenol might as well have been water. Oragel on the gum might have worked but the whole experience, from 1:30 to 4:00 was pretty grim. Jack finally passed out at 4:00.

I think it's Jack's teeth. He's got two molars coming in and some of the other symptoms, the drooling, streaming nose, wet bowel movements, are all classic signs with him. I'm sincerely afraid Jack has an ear infection but he's not tugging at his ear so I'm not sure. Odds are I'll take him to doctor this afternoon to try and get some relief for the weekend.

I've gone through a shirt and two towels where Jack was crying, dripping and drooling on my shoulder. Jack couldn't get comfortable and nothing I did seemed to help the cause. The only way I finally broke the cycle was to get him to laugh by tickling him and then playing with a basketball with him on the floor. (I roll it to him and he rolls it back and yes, yes it is a University of Kentucky basketball in case you were wondering.)

I suppose the spots I am seeing as I type this mean I should go to bed so that I can get up in less than two hours. lol!

At some point in the next couple of days I'm going to have that beer I've put off all week.

I have no idea when my wife is going to make it home. If my luck holds it will be at some point in October. When she does Jack's going to give her a big hug.

Posted by Jim at August 5, 2005 04:38 AM


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