Yup, that is how I feel at the moment. I am mighty miffed. I have been offline for weeks and weeks and I've got many things done, but there is still mch to do; and with the laptop being in the repair shop for weeks too I am horribly behind on the commissions...... and then disaster, what I thought was just a blocked ear hang over from the cold last week - turned into a raging ear infection last night; prompting a tearful mama to crawl into bed with her little one - who really, really didn't want to go to bed so early.
Bless him, though, he drifted off to sleep, while I laid there trying to ignore the pain, to suddenly feel the drum tear and the gunk come out. Some relief but stll lots of pain; in the end in desperation I drank half a bottle of paracetmol suspension. Later a friend came around with painkillers... and then Rye started to complain his ear hurt.
My poor darling, he cried and begged for more medicine and cried some more most of the night. I managed to distract him some with telling silly made up stories with him as the central character and singing songs. Wee hours of this morning he cried himself to exhaustion and fell asleep.
I am waiting for the nurse to call me back from the surgery. So far nothing. I might have to call them back. A sure sign that Rye really isn't well, he woke when I was gettng dressed but said he wanted to stay in bed - he gulped down a drink and then snuggled back under the covers. He NEVER wants to stay in bed!
So frustrating, I wanted to go and finally get a tree, make cards with Rye to send out, bake gingerbread men, work on those commissions and so much more - and no energy to do any. Today was also suppose to be a visit with his dad. Rye won't be going, he's too ill.
What rotten timing all around.
Once we feel like eating again, I'll be hitting my veggies and making lots of nutrient rich meals to try and get our immune systems boosted up.
Bleurgh - bu right now I'm off back to bed.