Saturday, February 18, 2006

The Worst Valentine's Day Ever

It is offical, I have more luck on Friday the 13th than I do on Valentine's. In my long history of bad Valentine's, this one takes the prize. It starts off with cleaning the tail end of what we have been told is JD's stomach virus. Pun intended :) Then a man fron the gas company comes and turns off our gas. I proceed to call Rocky and chew him out for not emailing in the payment like we talked about. He's confused, but assumes that he must have forgotten, but promises to fix it and apologizes. I drive about 20 minutes to his office to pick up this week's check and then drive it to the bank, which is a good 45 minute away to Gainesville. It's a long story as to why I had to do that, but trust me when I say it was the only way. While I'm in Gainesville with JD, I decide to have lunch and then do a little Valentine's Day shopping. Since JD had been sick all weekend, it was the first chance I had. Just as we were finishing lunch JD throws it all back up. This means a trip to the doctor after a 45 minute drive with a sick baby. After geting back home and making my appointment, Rocky calls. The gas company made a mistake because we were never scheduled to be cut off. In fact they argue with him as to weither or not the gas is actually off. They can't reset it from there because the computer system doesn't know it's off. They have to send a guy out. We still have a large number of boxes in our garage some of which are blocking the path to the hot water heater, which has to be relite. I go out and move a tone of heavy boxes, pick Nix up at the bus stop and then head off to the doctor. The doctor does a strp test, but says she is sure it is still just a virus despite the fact that he is still throwing up after 4 days. The rapid test comes back negative and we go home with the idea that not only will he be sick for the rest of the week, but the rest of us will soon be getting it too. Our wonderful romantic dinner comes from Subway. After eatting Rocky starts feeling bad. It turns out to be heartburn, but we don't know that and decided that for health reasons he will sleep in the guest room.
On the up side, Rocky did have cards for me and Nix, and we had heart balloons for the kids. The gas was turned back on with their apologizes (and mine).
The next day the doctor called and said that JD's strep culture turned up positive after all so he gets a prescription and we don't have to worry about getting sick. He is mostly well now, but we are all exhausted and it looks like Nix has pink eye.
Next month is our 10th anniversary so maybe we can squeeze a date in.

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