Before trying to sleep we had an atrocious night around here. Attachment disorder is a nasty thing when it comes to a sick parent.
This morning after the kids went to school I got about 3.5 hours of really good sleep. but by the time I woke up I just couldn't get air into my lungs without an incredible amount of effort. I called the doctor and went in at 3.
Yup, you smug blog readers, Pnemonia it is. We debated rehospitalization, but concluded that I could return home after 2 shots and two prescriptions. One of them is supposed to make me EDGY and IRRITABLE. like not being able to breathe and living in this house with some of these kids isn't enough . ;-)
Fortunately, Jimmy and Tony and John are at a hockey game tonight and without Jimmy and Tony here, the house is calm and peaceful. They are the instigators of issues and the two who have been least sympathetic to my plight.
So things are calm here now, but everything is exhausting. Every breath.... tiring. So i'm off to find something mindless to do. Not that this blog entry wasn't fairly mindless...