A Dream Come True, Sadly

A Dream

It has long been a dream of mine to just lay (lie?) in bed all day. All day, all night, just chillin’ there in my Spongebob pants.

Part of the dream is getting phone calls with people asking, “Anthony, where are you?” In response I would say, “Oh, just laying in bed.”

“But it’s 3 in the afternoon!” they would exclaim, thinking I could be shocked back to reality. “Really?” I would say, “I thought it was much later.”

A Nightmare

Well, my dream became reality, only it was a reality far too real to be fun. Saturday morning, about 9 a.m., I began to feel ill. By 10:00 I was in full-blown stomach virus meltdown. I made it to my bedroom and didn’t leave until just before this post.

On Thursday and Friday our oldest daughter, Alicia, came to visit. She stayed in our bed, sick with whatever my wife and I both caught. Friday night my wife became ill, then I followed.

But hey, there I was, over 24 hours in bed (except for the multiple trips to the toilet and the occasional cooling off time on the bathroom floor).

Be Careful…

You know the old saying, “Be careful what you wish for?” Well, be careful what you wish for.

Laying (lying) in bed all day and night is no fun, especially when you can’t do anything. I couldn’t read, watch TV, listen to music, get comfortable, or even enjoy crackers and water.

Important Things

But I can say that spending all that time in bed sick as a dog (although I have never seen a dog so sick) reminded me of what is most important – not being sick.

When one is puking his guts up, along with incurring the revenge of Montezuma, Facebook, WordPress, Twitter, texting, and any other form of modern communication is worthless. Relationships are even worthless if they are as sick as you are. The most important thing is to not be sick, unless you have other family who is willing to treat you like a spoiled baby and meet your every perceived need.

Thankfully, after coming home from a youth outing Saturday night, our other daughters were able to see the humor in two adults in misery. Considering how this stuff is so contagious, I wonder how important they will think it was to make fun of mommy and daddy in a day or two?

They’re just lucky they brought us jello and water when we asked. That was important, too.

Oh, One More Thing…

Years ago, when I was in Romania, I became similarly ill. Well, actually I was much worse, because that illness lasted for nearly a week – I almost died.

Do you know what I was given to make me feel better? Green tea, white rice, and goat cheese. Sorry, but it didn’t help.

What I wanted was Sprite (or something like it) over real, honest-to-goodness ice. You know, H2o that is frozen into little tiny cubes. My host family said, “Nu, Nu, Nu!” I said, “Da, Da, Da!”

Long story short, a U.S. Navy medic who was traveling with us agreed to find a carbonated drink (which ended up being mineral water with fruit syrup) and some bottle caps. We boiled some water, filled the caps, and snuck them into a tiny freezer. That night I had ice in my drink.

American ingenuity – what a wonderful thing!

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6 responses to “A Dream Come True, Sadly

  1. My parents had that two weeks ago. Last Monday and 1500 miles away, I went through it for two days. It was a lot of “fun”, I tell you what. Glad you got through it. I know it was rough on me.

  2. Why were you in Romania? I have family from there (and some cousins who still live there, near Brasov.

    I’d love to visit. I hear traffic in Bucharest is a nightmare though!

    • Anthony Baker

      I went in 1992 as part of an exploratory mission to determine the needs of the churches and to deliver new Bibles, hymnals, and New Testaments. Most had never personally seen a Bible, much less owned one. I visited churches from the west to the east, Arad to Alexandria. Bucharest was beautiful, but I left my heart in Timisoara. The people of Romania were wonderfully caring and hospitable. As a matter of fact, once I sat and talked with a former soldier. I said, “It is hard to believe that we were enemies just a year ago.”

  3. Worst time EVER as a mother–when kids have those stomach viruses all night long. Awful stuff. I’m glad you’re on the mend!

    And I also hate the lay/lie confusion.

    • In this context, Anthony should use “lie” or another conjugation thereof. The reason? Anthony was reclining in his bed all day due to his illness. There is no placement of an object, which is when you would want to use “lay.”

      For example, you would “lay” a pen on your desk or “lay” a blanket on somebody when they’re cold.

      Clear as mud?

      • Jessie Clemence

        It is clear, right now. It’s just that in the heat of the conversation, I never have time to run the options through my mind!

        But for you, I shall try. Sort of.

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