I got like 4.5 hours of sleep last night. Sort of. Here's how my day went.
4:51 AM – Get up, go to the gym (is just down the block from my house)
5:00 AM – Workout
5:35 AM – Head for home, shower and such
6:00 AM – Head for work
6:30 AM – Work
6:30 PM – Head home from work
7:00 PM – Arrive at home.
7:10 PM – Attempt to feed Tabby some applesauce … get puked on.
7:15 PM – Rinse myself and Tabby off
7:20 PM – Head for Urgent Care
8:10 PM – Arrive at Urgent Care
8:30 PM – Have Tabby's vitals taken
9:00 PM – Temped by nurse
9:20 PM – Seen by pediatrician
9:30 PM – Nurse arrives to do catheter (Tabby's third since she was born)
10:45 PM – Finally get clearance to leave from the pediatrician
10:55 PM – Stop at Safeway to purchase Pedialyte
11:30 PM – Try to stop at Taco Bell to get Matt food (he hasn't eaten since noon), however their credit card machine isn't working
12:00 AM – Finally get home
12:30 AM – Tabby and I go to bed
12:45 AM – Matt goes to bed (after having a bite to eat)
5:00 AM – Wake up after short, fitful night's sleep
I wish this was in any way a fabrication.
Miss Tabby is just fine … and charmed the pants off the doctors and nurses last night. We were just worried because we felt the whole puking thing had gone on a bit too long.
I am glad she is fine now.
Glad things are looking up.
Sleep is overrated..doncha think?
Good grief you poor things!