this, ladles and gentlemints, is my life*
Jun. 18th, 2010 03:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mickeymI have a job interview tomorrow. Or, well, today (Friday), at 11a CST. Which is...a little less than nine hours away.
Why, you might ask, am I not sweetly sleeping in preparation? Because my child chose today (er, Thursday) to decide I knew ABSOLUTELY nothing at all about spending time in the sun, and resultant (often bad) sunburns.
His back and shoulders right now are fire-engine red, poor kid. His chest, belly, face and forearms aren't quite as bad, but still red. He's complaining of nausea and a headache, and I've been pushing fluids all night--finally went to Walgreens a couple hours ago and got some solarcaine (gel AND spray) and a load of gatorade. He got some sun Wednesday; not a bad burn, just enough to make his shoulders twinge if he moved too fast or bumped against something. I told him not to go out in the sun again today; if he went to the gym, to stick with working out inside and not go to the pool.
Did he listen? Oh, hell, no. Not only did he not listen, but he didn't reapply sunscreen as often (or well) as he should've, and he was at the gym for four hours. Probably most of it outside. *headdesk*
I told him I love him, but he's an idiot *g* He said "I was stupid, doing this." I said I wasn't going to disagree, and that I hadn't spent the last week or so expounding on the damage too much sun can do just to hear myself talk. NO ONE used sunscreen much when I was growing up, and even in Phoenix I seldom used it, my teen years. There were many days I had to wear my swimsuit under my clothes to school, because I couldn't put a bra on over the burn. I had sun poisoning at least twice, probably three times. I've had a burn once that was bad enough it blistered (you would think I'd have clued in sooner, and you would be wrong). My aunt and my sister have both had "suspicious" growths removed from their skin; I've been lucky so far.
Matthew's miserable enough right now that I think -- hope -- he's learned his lesson. He's an awful lot like me, though, and often I've had to repeat the same painful lesson more than once before finally getting it. In any case, I told him he's not going outside, period, until at least Sunday--and even that's not a guarantee.
I'm going to see how he's doing in the morning before I head off to Grayson County. I don't want to have to ask to reschedule, but if he's too sick, I'm not going to leave him here alone. With luck he'll be okay enough that it won't be an issue. *crosses fingers*
And now I think I'll head to bed. Sleepy :)
*Bonus points if you know where I got the 'Ladles and gentlemints' from :)
Why, you might ask, am I not sweetly sleeping in preparation? Because my child chose today (er, Thursday) to decide I knew ABSOLUTELY nothing at all about spending time in the sun, and resultant (often bad) sunburns.
His back and shoulders right now are fire-engine red, poor kid. His chest, belly, face and forearms aren't quite as bad, but still red. He's complaining of nausea and a headache, and I've been pushing fluids all night--finally went to Walgreens a couple hours ago and got some solarcaine (gel AND spray) and a load of gatorade. He got some sun Wednesday; not a bad burn, just enough to make his shoulders twinge if he moved too fast or bumped against something. I told him not to go out in the sun again today; if he went to the gym, to stick with working out inside and not go to the pool.
Did he listen? Oh, hell, no. Not only did he not listen, but he didn't reapply sunscreen as often (or well) as he should've, and he was at the gym for four hours. Probably most of it outside. *headdesk*
I told him I love him, but he's an idiot *g* He said "I was stupid, doing this." I said I wasn't going to disagree, and that I hadn't spent the last week or so expounding on the damage too much sun can do just to hear myself talk. NO ONE used sunscreen much when I was growing up, and even in Phoenix I seldom used it, my teen years. There were many days I had to wear my swimsuit under my clothes to school, because I couldn't put a bra on over the burn. I had sun poisoning at least twice, probably three times. I've had a burn once that was bad enough it blistered (you would think I'd have clued in sooner, and you would be wrong). My aunt and my sister have both had "suspicious" growths removed from their skin; I've been lucky so far.
Matthew's miserable enough right now that I think -- hope -- he's learned his lesson. He's an awful lot like me, though, and often I've had to repeat the same painful lesson more than once before finally getting it. In any case, I told him he's not going outside, period, until at least Sunday--and even that's not a guarantee.
I'm going to see how he's doing in the morning before I head off to Grayson County. I don't want to have to ask to reschedule, but if he's too sick, I'm not going to leave him here alone. With luck he'll be okay enough that it won't be an issue. *crosses fingers*
And now I think I'll head to bed. Sleepy :)
*Bonus points if you know where I got the 'Ladles and gentlemints' from :)
