So. Can I remind you that I had a hysterectomy FIVE days ago? Granted, it was
laparoscopic, but still - an organ was removed. That being said, I drove for the first time yesterday - my 8 year old & I hopped into the mini-van for a quick Target run. He was with to "help" me. I asked him to grab a 12 pack of diet coke and put it in the cart. "No problem, mom." I asked him to grab 2 boxes of juice boxes for the class Halloween party. I was expecting "no problem, mom." What I got was "Let me get this right. You brought me with to be your slave? How much more of this am I going to have to do?" Are you kidding me? if I remember correctly, I asked him to put TWO things in the cart - and it's not exactly like they were large or incredibly heavy items either. I tried not to laugh (or scream!) and calmly reminded him that I had had surgery just a few days before and that it was still a little difficult to bend and that I was not supposed to lift anything. He looked at me like I had 3 heads and said, "Oh yeah. I forgot about that." Gee. Thanks for your help. I have to sign off now to do the dishes, some laundry, and get dinner in the
crockpot. So much for my "rest."
2 comments:
Chill there lady... doctors orders!
yeah, you slave driver! lay off the kid. one thing into the cart is usually their max. freakin wimps. barb
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