Thursday, March 28, 2013

Migraine and Dog Upchuck

Poor Jeremy. I might be the one with a migraine today, but poor Jeremy.

I woke up at 5:30am with pain behind my eyes and I knew the migraine was coming. I laid there praying that it wouldn't turn into anything, until the twins came and got me at 6:45. As soon as I sat up, BAM the migraine hit. Along with gut-wrenching nausea. Ugh.

I got up with the boys, settled them in with some Dora while I made coffee, let the dogs out and made them breakfast -- but by 8am, I couldn't hold myself together anymore. I went and got Jeremy up and asked him to take over.

I worked from bed all day. Luckily it was a *relatively* slow day. I kept the blinds closed and did my best to keep my eyes open.

So why poor Jeremy? Because along with taking care of the twins and taking care of the daily household chores, he also had to deal with dog puke. A LOT of dog puke. The dogs had shredded their rope toy, and before we got a chance to throw it away, Hero had eaten a bunch of it. Today it all came up. Again and again. All over the house.

We're both exhausted this week, so my migraine was almost a vacation for me -- and Jeremy is now running on fumes.

The good news is by 4pm, my migraine went away. So while Jeremy took the boys to the park, I cleaned up the last of the dog puke and made dinner. Now we're all sitting around watching Ultimate Spiderman (a surprisingly good cartoon -- great dialogue) while the cheesecake crescent rolls that I baked are cooling on the counter.

Guilty party and his dopey brother

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