Yip! I'm the dork that uses alliteration in her blog post titles!
Although I don't much care for the Super Bowl as I don't understand a lick about football and tend to get rather annoyed that the game starts and stops so much, I do enjoy Super Bowl parties. And really, what's not to love? The food is oh sooooo good, and the fun I have just chatting with my girlfriends is enough to keep me coming back every year. Oh, wait! I also enjoy the half time shows and commercials. So I guess I like the food, the company, the half time shows and commercials. Hmmmmm. Looks like I enjoy the Super Bowl more than I thought, and this is why I am feeling pretty bummed about tonight. What was supposed to have been a fun evening turned into a doozie as Grant has come down with some sort of stomach bug. His stomach has had him crying and bent over in pain for the last four hours, although the first sign of the illness began this morning. He has been trying to relax on the couch in between stomach cramps and having to run to the bathroom. I've tried all the mommy tricks I know to try to ease his discomfort. I've tried giving him Motrin and Tylenol in the hopes that the different ingredients might trigger some relief. Neither seemed to help. I've given him Pepto Bismal, Tums and Rolaids. Those didn't help. I tried giving him Ginger Ale. Nothing. Crackers? Nope. The sweet boy desired so much to feel better that he began to beg me to call the doctor and became quite agitated when I reminded him that Dr. Mao doesn't work on weekends. He calmed down when I promised I would call him first thing in the morning. Thank goodness "Clash of the Dinosaurs" was on Animal Planet (or was it the Discovery Channel?) as it helped him get his mind off of his ailments and the missing Dr. Mao. As soon as the show ended, he asked if I could put him in bed. Now you KNOW something's off when Grant asks to be put to bed! I tucked him into my bed so I can keep a close eye on him throughout the night. He had difficulty going to sleep due to stomach cramps, so I tickled his back to help relax him. He finally drifted off to Slumber Land. I am so thankful for sleep, ya know? There is no pain in sleep. There is no sadness in sleep. There is only rest... what a gift!
Since he's been in bed, I've...
1. been crossing my fingers that this virus won't progress into throwing up
2. Lysoled the house including light switches, doorknobs and the remote
3. eaten Frosted Flakes for dinner instead of Super Bowl party food I was soooooooo looking forward to. Although they weren't the healthiest choice, I can say they were Grrrrrrrrrrrrreat nonetheless.
4. tried to tell myself that I am not bummed that Grant will be home tomorrow instead of going to school
5. washed my hands thoroughly with antibacterial soap and hot water about thirteen times
Well, I suppose all's not lost. I have a quiet house to myself for the time being. Maybe I should take advantage of it and watch a movie and snack on 100 calorie popcorn until I'm too tired to keep my eyes open. I sure would like to curl up on the couch with a cozy fire to celebrate the evening even more, but alas, it is not cold enough. I hear there is potential for another bout of sleet and snow later on in the week though. Maybe I'll just save my fireside T.V. watching for then.
Who won the game tonight anyways? Oh, who am I kidding pretending to care? I don't even know who was playing! I've got bigger things on my mind like how to keep the rest of the household well.
On a side note, I am getting tired of not being able to post pictures or videos of the boys since both of my cameras are dead. Sorry, grandparents. Hopefully a new camera is in my near future.
