Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Reseting the Clock

My poor, sweet husband is as sick as can be right now. As upset as he is that he isn't feeling well, I think he is even more upset that he he can no longer say he hasn't vomited since 2002. While Bryan's vomit-free streak isn't quite as impressive as Jerry Seinfeld's (if you are a Seinfeld fan you'll know exactly what I'm talking about), it is something he is proud of.

Bryan has been working like crazy lately, not coming to bed most nights until 2 a.m., working full days on Saturdays and for several hours on Sundays. I think all of it has caught up to him and he has come down with a bug...he is blaming bad Indian food.

Evan doesn't know quite what to think about it all. This morning when Bryan came out of the bedroom, Evan started laughing and ran to him. Bryan hurried on by and closed the bathroom door behind him. Evan has mastered doorknobs, but he was pretty mortified when he walked in on Bryan throwing up. It took me a good thirty minutes to explain daddy was okay, he was just sick.

Bryan has unrelenting deadlines at work, so he forged ahead and went to the office. He did come home early (Bryan...home at 5:00? I KNOW he must be sick) and is taking a power nap right now. I wish there was something I could do for him. I know absolutely nothing about the work that he does, so I can't be of any help there. (It does remind me, however, of the MBA program when I did a book report for him...I got an A on it and learned a lot about labor unions in the process). I keep trying to force feed him Sprite or chicken noodle soup, but he isn't cooperating.

So, cross your fingers for a speedy recovery and a new vomit-free streak that will last well beyond his seven-year record.

1 comment:

jfm said...

Oh poor Bryan! That kind of sick is awful and "man-sick" is worse! Put him on the old standby BRAT diet! (bananas, rice ceral, applesauce and toast)