Yesterday I felt sick. So jacked up sick. I was at work, and everything was fine. Then around noon, I started to not feel as well. I told Bruce just so no one would be surprised if I ran to the bathroom or anything. Ilissa said I looked bad, and Kris said I looked pale . . . not good signs.
I'm not sure how I got home. It was all a mess to me. I had a massive headache and felt a little dizzy standing up. Oh dear, it horrible. Looking at the TV didn't help, and I really didn't have an appetite for food. I was upset, but I was too sick to be upset. I was upset that what is one of my favorite activities - eating - was out of question. It was one of those times that I knew it wasn't safe for me to drive. I knew I should eat something, but I also felt like puking anything in me.
Enoch happened to feel kind of sick too, but he was good enough to get around. He made some soup that I was able to down later. I ended up sleeping 9 hrs - a record for me in awhile. Working in the morning, usually I get 5-6 hrs. Not working, I usually can't sleep more than 6 hrs. So this was amazing.
But I must say,it's torture when you enjoy food but can't. I couldn't watch the food network. I couldn't even look at the magazine of cooking classes that I wanted to attend. It's sad when not only can you not eat, but the thought of it disgusted you. Talk about being delirious.
I'm really happy to be healthy today and to be able to eat. Health is a very important thing . . . It truly allows you to enjoy other things in life.
So the other day, I went to watch Jocie. I knew it was going to be different than watching the boys, but I was amazed how amazingly simple it was. My niece was hard to put down months ago just because she was more attached to my sister in law. It wasn't necessarily me because Gen would even cry herself to sleep when it was my brother (her dad) putting her down.
So instead of trying to "shoot the bad guys," Jocie would go art - drawing on paper, using some stamps (Ariel of course was her fav). There was plenty of reading - Sleeping Beauty - which is a messed up story, Pinnochio, Three Little Pigs, Beauty and the Beast, The Rescuers. You really can just set her up on an art project and she can take care of herself. Of course, we had conversation over her favorite princess Ariel. We talked about Sesame Street - Jocie not only has colors and shapes down, she also can count in Chinese. i think she prefers counting in Chinese rather than English.
Jocie did an awesome job riding her tricycle. At the park, we ran into Noah, Zachy, and Joshua. There was this funky ladder that is curved that Jocie started climbing. I asked if she needed any help. She replied no. Then, Noah looked up and gasped, "WHOA Jocie!" Wey asked, "Noah, can you do that?" Noah still in astonishment goes, "No. Oh no. I'm scared."
I love the Jocie-isms. "Can I watch just a little bit?" - hand in a small fist. "Hey, I have something I want to show you." "Hey, look at this." Once again, little kids can bring an entire world into perspective. Doesn't matter how many hours I worked, who said what in the election (or what's even true), or who won or lost any football game.
Aside from the blessing of being personally challenged to be more generous, loving, caring, wise, etc at Vox, I enjoy getting to know other people's stories. But on top of all that, I'm grateful for the opportunity to not just be a casual observer in the growth of the kids - I get to be hands on every once and awhile. Cosmo is a special name I have a Starbucks, but Uncle Bri is a name that means so much more.
