Exciting times here, having just finished my fourth round of food poisoning in eight months. Twice in Singapore, once in the Philippines and once in San Francisco. Is it the travel or is it me? No one else around me gets sick.
Taking care of Citrus is a whole different ballgame when you just want to lay in bed. We started out yesterday morning with her being very empathetic.
Poor Daddy, let me pat you!
But by mid-morning, when she had been reassured that I would get better and the visit to the doctor was not for her, her tune changed. At one point I asked her to give me a hug and she waved me off with a dismissive
Go take some pills.
We try not to go overboard with letting her watch television but yesterday there was not much of a choice. Elysia was working and standing watch from 8am to 7pm and then again from 1:30am until noon, so Citrus got to watch everything. At one point I think she was watching a calculus tutorial. I asked her a few times if she wanted to turn it off and do something else but she declined. Then at 7pm she came into the bedroom and burst into tears.
You let me watch TV all day! I wanted to play!
Later today we should be able to go to the pool. She has a lot of energy and I can just sit there taking the last of my pills.
