Day in the life of:

or things that conspired against me
or rather... signs I failed to heed (whichever)

Brief fever woke my daughter in the night, deep cough, swollen glands followed.
Plans for home school play day pending (cookies already prepared, secret santa gift wrapped and ready, monthly parent meeting scheduled, many errands hover with urgency).
my gut quivers
Daughter pleas to attend, dances dances to prove her prowess, blink bam we're packing to go.
Packed car malfunctions, 30 min switch-a-roo, lunch delayed.
gut shimmies
First errand nearly ends in public mayhem, ambulance, panic - flickering lights erase my peripheral, spin my consciousness, and send my daughter and me to the floor gracefully pretending to search the bottom shelves for the perfect size, once out of the store all things normal (call the doc? naw).
my gut barely recovers
Begins to rain.
Second errand only half completed.
Continues to rain.
Daughter complains of stomach ache.
gut sinks to new levels of contempt
Third errand smooth enough.
Raining harder, play plans cancelled, tears flow.
uncle
Fourth errand dumped.
sweet relief of failure
Lunch finally had.
Final errand (med pick up) expensive but pain free.
home, home, home...
Home.
Should never have left...