Feb 05 2009
Tim Scared Me to Death Last Night!
All week long we have been battling this cold and quite honestly I will be so happy when we are all through coughing, sneezing and sniffling! Today I have that crazy, itchy cough in the back of my throat and every few moments I break into a long coughing session that leaves me out of breath and exhausted. This makes it very hard to have business conversations on the telephone in a professional manner. There were several times I would just have to tell the caller to hold on and go into this whole coughing fit and come back breathless.
Oh Well… this has got to stop sometime!
Yesterday, I had told Tim all day that he needed to take his cough medicine so that he could get better. He was worried that he would fall asleep too quick and sleep all day if he took it because it had codeine in it. I told him that he would not fall to the floor the moment he took it. So, late last night, while I was up writing, he finally went into the kitchen to take his medicine. I have an open floor plan in my home, so the living room (where I write on my laptop) is adjacent to the kitchen.
I was sitting here writing watching him out of the corner of my eye. He took the medicine and the moment he put down the measuring cup he fell HARD to the floor!
My heart skipped about a hundred beats as I quickly stood up and ran towards the kitchen. Within the few steps that it took me to get there, my mind was racing and thoughts of seizures that haven’t happened in two years came back with a vengeance!
As I rounded the island in the kitchen all I could see was his lifeless foot peering out from behind the island. Needless to say, I was petrified!
I looked at him and he was not convulsing the way he had done before with his seizures, so I was confused. I looked at his face and saw that he looked fine and asked “Are you OK?” and he turned to look up at me and smiled!
This is the part of the story that we call “MOM IS FURIOUS!”
“I was just joking” he said…. I didn’t get the joke!
He apologized when he saw how upset I was and I explained that he scared me to death and that he should never do that to me again!
He kissed me good night, said he was sorry….again… and went off to bed. About an hour later when I was finally through working (at 1am) I was headed to bed myself and it dawned on me that Tim’s “joke” was that I said he wouldn’t fall to the floor asleep the moment he took the medicine!
Then I felt guilty for being so upset and not getting the joke in the first place. Tim, however, does tend to have a warped sense of humor!
When my eyes finally closed (about 30 minutes later) Garrett came into my bed to “share” his cough with me the rest of the night.
I can’t wait till we all get past this cold!
