Today, Sean and I watched, The Longest Yard on Netflix. Not the Adam Sandler movie; but the original one with Burt Reynolds in it from 1974.
I actually fell asleep watching it for a little while but both of Sean and I finished it strong. It kind of was a ridiculous movie! Sean and I laughed at the, “High-tech” cinematography. I just liked watching a movie with my son. It was like the old days.
We also watched the pilot episode of, The Prodigal Son. He was interested in it just as I was. I told him that I wouldn’t watch it unless I was with him because he told me I would binge it all in a day. That IS totally like me; but, I prefer to watch TV with my son if and when I get the chance. He retreated to his room to rest after that. He wants to go to school tomorrow but I told him that he can’t go until the doctor clears him. I don’t think it sounds very well at this point.
Yesterday, Sean let me know that, “Pneumonia sucks!” I completely agree with him even though I have never had it. My Mom is making sure that I don’t get it by pumping me full of vitamins and making sure I drink my tea every day:
This tea is to reinforce my immune system. Sean stays in his room most of the day but we have watched a little bit of TV today. He came out this afternoon and watched, Leap Year with me. He told me that it is a tolerable movie that I watch on the time. I’ll take it!
It really stinks to hear him cough so much but it seems like the cough is drying up a bit because of the medicine. Because of all of the congestion, he has a slight headache as well. It hurts to hear all of his pain! I agree, “ Pneumonia (MUST) suck!”
I had written probably about two weeks ago about Sean being sick and us having to have a red X on the door or a skull and crossbones because there is sickness in our house. I began to feel under the weather then.
Sean did not even finish watching the Super Bowl with me so he stayed home from school on Monday and went to the doctor. It’s the weirdest thing for my son to be seeing an internist instead of a pediatrician. He had developed a cough and got medicine almost a week ago. I had noticed that his cough wasn’t getting any better even though he was taking the medicine religiously.
When he decided to go to bed before the end of the Super Bowl, I told him that when he gets up in the morning, if he does not feel well, he should not go to school and should go to the doctor. Something about his cough didn’t feel right. I told him it sounded really wet even after all the medication he had taken and I said that he needed to go to the doctor to make sure it’s not pneumonia. He had pneumonia when he was four years old.
Growing up, my Dad had pneumonia a number of times and I learned that once you get it, you are predisposed to get it again. Well, 14 years later, Sean got it again. So now, I think the red X on our door should be replaced with a ”Quarantined” sign. Sean is really good about taking his prescribed medicine but I will say that as a mother, it kind of pains me to hear my baby cough so ferociously!
I am at a loss also because I have MS and I have had it for the past 19 years. I feel like I should be placed into a plastic bubble so as not to get pneumonia myself. My Mom is doing an excellent job making sure that I do not get it as well. She lets me know that that would be a really bad thing for me to have and I know in my soul that it would be bad as well.
So, it’s not like Sean is sick and he can lounge on the couch while we watch TV together, he’s seriously sick and stays in his room mostly so as not get me sick. It’s kind of sad to me but the medicine won’t make things better for at least three days. So, here I sit, mostly in my kitchen, and I am helpless when I hear him cough so vigorously! I feel terrible!
When he was four years old, I brought him what he tells me was, “A million balloons“ when he had pneumonia the last time. I told him that I couldn’t get it for him this time and he let me know that he’s grown now and doesn’t need that. That also hurt! He will ALWAYS be my baby!
I had a huge memory come back to me on the first time someone saw me fall. It was a ridiculous MS fall. The one where you trip over nothing and fall to your knees. Well, the first time I did that, I think I was 20 years old. I was walking with the teller supervisor back to my station and I fell right by the first disabled window.
I remember feeling my face burning and I was told that it was really red. I got a laugh then when it happened, but it wasn’t a mean laugh, as he was there, Matt (I called him, “Matty”) told me that I looked, “Really cute!” I was SO embarrassed and wondered what I tripped on and I didn’t know that that was the beginning of the end of me walking.
Anyway, I had forgotten about this memory until I saw yesterday’s halftime show:
It was J Lo‘s first song. I had completely forgotten about this for almost 20 years. It was her first song, or rather, the first part of the medley:
I had worked with a guy named Matt Davis. He was a year younger than me and I think he was hired shortly after I was. it wasn’t until after I had my son that I experienced that first fall and he is the one who witnessed it. I started thinking of this memory when the halftime show was just about over.
in a conversation once, and let him know that are used to be called, “Jenny” in high school. Now, most people call me, “Jen.” Back when I was working at the credit union with Matt, I was called, “Jennifer” because that was the name on my name tag. From the day I told him that I was called, “Jenny,” he would sing the J Lo song, “Jenny from the Block‘
in the mornings, all of the tellers would wait in the parking lot until one of the administrators unlocked the front door and that is where we would enter the credit union and wait downstairs in the break room until just before opening. Every time I got out of my car, I would hear Matt singing that song to me! He did it all of the time! I didn’t realize how endearing was until now that I was reminded of that song in watching yesterday’s Super Bowl.
I haven’t seen or talked to him in about 17 years. I’m sure he has kids now and I often wonder about him as I have memories of working at the credit union. I know that he has to live somewhere nearby and I’m sure someone I know knows where he is and I think I would like to know that!
i’m sure if I talk to him now, he would sing that song to me again! When we worked together, I just kind of rolled my eyes but I think now, I would laugh. I will tell him that I still have, “A little” but I don’t know that he would recognize me now in my wheelchair.
