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Saturday, April 21st, 2007 08:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntbijouHi Y'all,
Sorry I haven't posted for a couple of days, but as you can imagine, I've been rather busy with the Husbandly One. He's not supposed to do things like run, lift the kids, haul groceries, etc, so I'VE been doing it. Not that I mind. In fact, where groceries are concerned, usually I bring them in, and he puts them away. Why? Because he's taller than me and has longer arms, and I got tired of having to haul the stepstool around the kitchen. And I'm faster at bringing the stuff in than he is. He tries to be organized and bring the cold stuff in first, so he looks for it. Me, I just grab things and start walking. And I grab as many bags as I can carry, which is a surprising amount. Sturdy little thing, I am!
Anyhow, he's doing much better, and even looking better. Just a few minutes ago, he popped his head in here and said with a sense of wonder, "I can smell the coffee!!"
His sense of smell has been sadly lacking since October. Possibly longer. And yesterday, he said, "You know, I didn't realize how much that thing was affecting me, but you know, now that it's gone, I can feel it. I mean, my head feels lighter. And my vision was getting distorted. I was seriously thinking maybe I need glasses, because I was getting headaches, but now... I see just fine. And the semi-permanent headache is gone, too. I mean, I had gotten so used to it, I didn't even really notice it any more, but now... I feel so different!"
I bet he does!
We wonder, too, if the constant neck pain he had was connected to that giant polyp, because that's gone, too. It's like getting a whole new husband! His voice is different, too. More resonant. I had forgotten he sounded like that. He just looks so much happier, and I'm glad it went well!
We have soccer this morning (that's football to you Brits, and yes, I know you know that, but I had to say it), and since the Husbandly One is banned from strenuous activity (yes, Auntie is being celibate, and though she is getting twitchy, perhaps she'll channel it into some really raunchy fics) this means he will have to coach from the sidelines. In the Under 6 league, coaches are allowed on the field with their team, though they cannot play. They're only there to direct the team, to make sure they run in the right direction, remember to kick the ball, etc. Remember, we're talking about 4, 5, and 6 year olds. If they run in the right direction, and remember to ignore the butterflies, and to kick the ball and not each other, it's a big deal! Since the Impertinent Daughter is his "assistant coach," it has been decided SHE will be the one running on the field with the kids. And not me. *relieved* My knee is not up to it, since my fall last week. This will be a challenge, as she has a game at noon, so she will literally be running from the Impossible Son's game, to her own game. Well, at least she'll be warmed up!
Here's hoping the Impossible Daughter's team can pull themselves out of their slump! Yay, Spartans!! WOOOOOO-HOOOOOO!!!!
Sorry I haven't posted for a couple of days, but as you can imagine, I've been rather busy with the Husbandly One. He's not supposed to do things like run, lift the kids, haul groceries, etc, so I'VE been doing it. Not that I mind. In fact, where groceries are concerned, usually I bring them in, and he puts them away. Why? Because he's taller than me and has longer arms, and I got tired of having to haul the stepstool around the kitchen. And I'm faster at bringing the stuff in than he is. He tries to be organized and bring the cold stuff in first, so he looks for it. Me, I just grab things and start walking. And I grab as many bags as I can carry, which is a surprising amount. Sturdy little thing, I am!
Anyhow, he's doing much better, and even looking better. Just a few minutes ago, he popped his head in here and said with a sense of wonder, "I can smell the coffee!!"
His sense of smell has been sadly lacking since October. Possibly longer. And yesterday, he said, "You know, I didn't realize how much that thing was affecting me, but you know, now that it's gone, I can feel it. I mean, my head feels lighter. And my vision was getting distorted. I was seriously thinking maybe I need glasses, because I was getting headaches, but now... I see just fine. And the semi-permanent headache is gone, too. I mean, I had gotten so used to it, I didn't even really notice it any more, but now... I feel so different!"
I bet he does!
We wonder, too, if the constant neck pain he had was connected to that giant polyp, because that's gone, too. It's like getting a whole new husband! His voice is different, too. More resonant. I had forgotten he sounded like that. He just looks so much happier, and I'm glad it went well!
We have soccer this morning (that's football to you Brits, and yes, I know you know that, but I had to say it), and since the Husbandly One is banned from strenuous activity (yes, Auntie is being celibate, and though she is getting twitchy, perhaps she'll channel it into some really raunchy fics) this means he will have to coach from the sidelines. In the Under 6 league, coaches are allowed on the field with their team, though they cannot play. They're only there to direct the team, to make sure they run in the right direction, remember to kick the ball, etc. Remember, we're talking about 4, 5, and 6 year olds. If they run in the right direction, and remember to ignore the butterflies, and to kick the ball and not each other, it's a big deal! Since the Impertinent Daughter is his "assistant coach," it has been decided SHE will be the one running on the field with the kids. And not me. *relieved* My knee is not up to it, since my fall last week. This will be a challenge, as she has a game at noon, so she will literally be running from the Impossible Son's game, to her own game. Well, at least she'll be warmed up!
Here's hoping the Impossible Daughter's team can pull themselves out of their slump! Yay, Spartans!! WOOOOOO-HOOOOOO!!!!
