Oh for the love of all that is holy, make it stop!

At 10:30 last night my body said, “Done.” and I got sick. I’ve never been able to pin point getting sick so quickly. One minute I’m doing great, the next it feels like I have been sick for 4 days.

I didn’t take any medicine because medicine makes me sicker. It makes me throw up. For some deep seeded reasons I don’t want my girls to hear me throw up. Even though I am not under any cool hallucinogenics, I’m trippin.

The Ex came over after I told him the girls were sick. He brought them McDonalds. EVERYONE knows that sugary pancakes and thick milk ALWAYS make things better. He brought me a McMuffin and because I know that someday when i’m not sick I will whine that he didn’t bring me one. He will use the excuse, “You didn’t eat that one I brought you.” So I ate it.

Yes, I realize I have a much better relationship with my exhusband that most of the human race. We get along better now that I don’t have to live with him. Now that I don’t have to see him everyday. Now that he’s not the first person I see in the morning and the last thing I see before I go to bed. Yes, we get a long MUCH better now that I don’t have to measure out the rat poison before dinner.

The ex sucks when it comes to taking care of people when they are sick. He does the bare minimum and when that doesn’t work he turns around and blames them for being sick.

“Well, maybe if you didn’t stay outside for hours in the rain, you wouldn’t be sick.” He would explain.
“Well, maybe if you had told them to come in the apartment instead of allowing them to play in the rain they wouldn’t be sick.” I would defend.

Like I said in all the past posts…not too smart.

He always believed that when I was sick, it was all in my head. EVERY TIME. I wasn’t allowed to get sick. When I get sick I apologize to everyone because I feel like I am letting them down.

Today, in his most sarcastic tone he said, “Sick again huh?”
“uh-huh. My throat is so sore and my head is pounding. It feels like I was hit by a truck.”
“Yeah, it’s all in your head.”

I sat up on the pillows and squinted my eyes to help me focus on something on his shoulder.
“Come here a second.” I leaned forward towards him. He leaned in a little bit and looked at his shoulder and when he didn’t see anything he looked at me.

I coughed.

“Call me in a few days and we talk about this cold that’s all in my head okay? GIRLS! come give you daddy a big ol’ kiss on the lips, he’s leaving!!”