Monday, September 17, 2012

Bad Day 69--How many times do I have to tell you?

Three of us are sick--the three who never go to bed and never get any sleep. So Child 1 got sick first and then gave it to Child 3 and me. Thank goodness Child 3 is sick because then I don't have to feel guilty about using a sick day to stay home. My last boss was so evil and canceled my leave so often that I was paranoid that if I called in sick and I wasn't in the hospital with a terminal disease that she would make my life miserable when I returned. Once she came looking for me while I was in the restroom. When I returned and told her where I had been, she said "I guess you're allowed to do that." I still have a little PTSD leftover from that job, even though my current supervisor is amazing.

But anyway, I keep telling the children that if they don't get enough sleep then they will get sick. They never listen to me, but since I don't follow my own advice, then why should they? The difference is, though, that I cannot sleep whereas they will not sleep. I would totally go to sleep and stay there for hours if I were able, but I haven't slept since Child 1 was born and it is entirely her fault. I asked the nurses to take her to the nursery so I could sleep because I had been in labor for over 40 hours. Yes, you read that right--almost two days of labor. So they took her away and then brought her back an hour later and said she was hungry. Except she wasn't hungry, she lied. She was five minutes old and she was already lying to get what she wanted which was to stay up late and play and I haven't slept a wink since. I'm too scared.

Since I'm not feeling well, I'll get right to the bad days. This man in Kiribati had 106 worse days than me. He was finally rescued after being adrift at sea for over three months where he subsisted on rainwater and raw fish. My friend "Sparrow"  who was there in the Peace Corps says that this kind of thing happens a lot in Kiribati, which is rather sad because Kiribati looks like this.

If I lived on Kiribati, I might never leave at all because I am really not a big fan of sushi and I would hate eating it for 106 days in a row. So thank you, Mr. Teitoi, for reminding me to be grateful that I had chicken and ceasar salad for dinner and that if I ever go sailing near Kiribati, I will bring a satellite radio and GPS with me.


  1. Um, you have NEVER told me that I will get sick if I'm sleep deprived. Never in my life have I heard those words out of your mouth. And don't tell me you said it because you never did.


  2. And what are you scared of?

    1. Just because you never heard it doesn't mean I didn't say it. I say it all the time. "Go to bed. You need sleep. You can't function on 3 hours of sleep. You'll make yourself sick." Sound familiar? And I'm scared that you'll figure it all out and leave the nest before I'm ready. You have always been way too clever by half.