Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Dailrag-Husband

My dailrag for the day was calling home, Jordi, and he not picking up the phone. After several attempts at both cell and home phones I rushed home, from work, only to find him lounging in the sack. Jeeze, pick up da phone would ya?!

4 comments:

Sally said...

Oh! That's such a scary, panicky feeling! All the worst scenarios go through one's head.

Hope Torrents said...

Yea, I need to get thee (me) to a meditative guru and learn how to relax! I go into a tailspin at the drop of a hat. Last night he had a fever (100.3) and I was worried about some sort of infection. Called my neighbor who is a doctor and she said, "he's nervous about this and it's probably nothing...have him take a Tylenol". Perspective perspective.

Your friendly, neighborhood Blog guru said...

When he's on chemo and has a fever of 101, then you call the onc or go right to the ER. That's a rule!!

Tracy T said...

For the cry-eye (as we say in Milwaukee)