Paul and I were supposed to go out on a date last night. Both of us thought it would be nice to spend some time together before he left to Vegas for the weekend. Plus, we haven't gone out for some time since lately we've been seeing each other on school nights. I have been battling a bit of a chest cold this week so we decided to stay in and watch a movie and go out when he gets back next week. Plans changed again when his body decided it would be a good idea to throw up all day starting around 10 am. He finally went home around noon with the thought that I would go over there and watch the movie. He was still vomiting when I got there about 6:45. I administered some anti-nausea medicine and he was good for a little over an hour....until he tried a saltine. Big mistake. I called my mom (she's a nurse) and got some sage medical advice. So I sent Paul to bed with the orders to take very small sips of vitamin water and/or gatorade for the next 12 hours. And then I took my sick self home after being at his house for an amount of time equal to my travel to and fro.
A few friends have looked at me crazily for having done this, especially while not feeling too hot myself. I like to think that he would have done the same thing. Even if he wouldn't, I would have felt bad that he was stuck at home with no provisions when I could have done something. Guess I was just raised well - thanks mom.
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If you are feeling under the weather, might I suggest a nice steaming bowl of Peep soup? I prefer a chicken broth, but others like using a beef broth as the base for Peep soup. Believe it or not, Peeps do not dissolve in hot water. And if you are feeling like you are more in a matzo ball soup kind of mood, try using a Sno Ball® instead.
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