Today has been really strange. Howard began the day loopy and spent most of it sleeping or wandering around in a zombified state. He needed me a lot. Mostly he just needed me to be with him, which was kind of nice. I like being needed by Howard, he’s grateful and considerate, unlike the mostly gratitudeless kids. Oh, occasionally I get hugs, kisses, and ‘love you’s from kids but they’re generally significantly detached from the demands. Howard not only needed me, he also took care of me by placing a call to our local relief society to arrange for dinner. He did it during one of his lucid moments which is probably fortunate considering the amusing wierd things he said during less lucid moments. I’m lucky to have him and I’m sad he’s hurt.
At one point Howard was so sick of being housebound that he wandered out the front door. About 20 minutes later I got a phone call from a neighbor letting me know that Howard had just left her house and was continueing to wander the neighborhood. I had an amusing mental picture of a string of phone calls from neighbors all telling me where my drugged-up husband was. It didn’t happen that way, Howard wandered home all by himself which was good. I really didn’t want him collapsing somewhere or getting confused and lost. (I was pretty sure he’d be fine, but the thought crossed my mind.)
Gleek got bored and picked fights with Patches. I was really tired, but managed to sneak a nap by making the kids watch too many videos. (I couldn’t send them outside in 100 degree heat.) In all it wasn’t really a day that I care to repeat, but I’m not sorry to have had it.
The best part about the Lortab was that I wanted to snuggle. I laid on my back (I had to — anything else hurt the shoulder) and Sandra snuggled up against my left side.
Usually I decide I want to roll over about 10 minutes into a snuggle like that, because I stir a lot as I’m going to sleep. Not with Lortab. No, I SLEPT that way, and it was wonderful.
Better still, Sandra wanted to stay there with me. You can keep your walks on the beach and romantic dinners — having your life companion, best friend, and partner in everything snuggle up next to you while you’re injured and sleeping is some of the best romantic bonding you’ll ever do.
The worst part was waking up and finding her gone. *sigh*. Maybe she’ll call…
–Howard
LOL!
I’m sure I have your number here somewhere. 🙂
I wonder, is there any tarp that you could use to make some sort of tentish type thingie with, and run a sprinkler for the kids under it? Yeah, I know it won’t kill the heat…but if it’s shaded enough it might possibly give some relief from being stuck inside? And water is always fun when the temp is warmer than it ought to be.
Be glad it wasn’t percocet. That stuff would make an Elephant loopy! Forget setting your duck on fire, this would be the equivalent of drunken hampsters out stealing garden gnomes type of loopy.
We actually have largish trees which shade our yard. We also have a slip-n-slide and a small hill. (I know you’ve been here, but it was a quick stop.) The kids love waterplay in the backyard between 75-95 degrees. Higher than that and I start worrying about heat illnesses. Mostly today I wasn’t collected enough to arrange creative solutions to the problem of boredom.
Ah yes, I am rather too familiar with percocet. My foot makes me take it on a semi-regular basic. (That toe has got to come off, it’s just too tanj painful.) Do not take in a moving vehicle, especially on an empty stomach.
I can’t take ibuprofen any more… I go into convulsions on the stuff.