I am very disappointed to report that there is no race today. I had even showered and put on fresh pajamas just for this race too! I am sitting here flipping channels and watching my sickly monkey sleep. My little people are entertaining themselves with a Jack Hannah Animal Bloopers video in the girls' room. My oldest little person is curled up in his Rugrats sleeping bag reading X-Men the Movie for the fourth or fifth time. All is peaceful, at least for the moment.

We did the Easter bunny thing this morning. It was pretty cool. I threw out all of my convictions and ate enough candy to make me repent for at least a year. I am already paying the price. I feel like a truck hit me.

I am not sure what is wrong with my monkey. It is starting to worry me. It took him about five minutes to walk down the stairs this morning. He is experiencing severe joint/ muscle pain all over and his wrists, feet, and ankles are swelling and red. I gave him some pain medicine and he went to sleep. I am thinking it is an infection in his blood. But, of course, I am not a doctor.

My maternal instincts say I need to watch him closely today. He won’t go to the doctor. He is a very stubborn primate. Sometimes that makes me SO frustrated! Men are very infantile when they are sick, but they are very reluctant to take measures to prevent sickness or cure themselves. They would rather wallow in self-pity and demand attention. Sorry for the generalization, I am just venting…I love my monkey… even if he is making me nuts.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 15, 2001 at 02:01 PM