Well, I screwed up a little later on. I called him a couple of times randomly later on - I had a 102 degree fever, and wasn't sleeping very well. I called to ask him to bring the iron home, and I called to ask if I needed to wake S up and give him meds, or just let him sleep. Those were okay, and he wasn't mad.

But I woke up at 2am all grouchy (and burning up) and he wasn't home yet - sooo (DARNIT!) I called and asked him if he wanted me to call my offie answering service to leave a message for my boss that I wouldn't be in, since he wasn't going to be in any shape to take care of Rhane from 7am on. I didn't exactly yell, but I wasn't very nice either, and I know I made him feel bad. He said he'd be home in a little bit, and he showed up about 45 minutes later (2:45).

Instead of giving him a piece of my mind, I told him I was sorry for being mean - I was just feeling really sick and wasn't mad at him (I really wasn't by that time). He said "It's okay; I'm used to it." That made me really sad. We snuggled, and eventualy there was , although I think I may have singed him a bit because I felt like I was on fire (with FEVER!!!). BTW - before any of you start feeling sorry for poor Myrrh whose H makes her when she is gravely ill, it was my idea. Very little gets in the way of that for me!

Our morning was mostly okay, except that I was kind of grouchy since I hadn't gotten a lot of sleep. Then S spit pink medicine all over my new dress shirt, so that was NOT fun. I do need to work on my morning attitude. I seriously just need to get more sleep, I think. Especially when we are all sick like this.

For any of you who are wondering, Flylady has been a bit out the window since S is so sick - although he was much better this morning, so maybe we'll even get to go to church tonight!
Good morning to all!
Myrrh

One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.