Part 306 ~ The Adventures of King Ben & Zeus the Big Dumb Dog

If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.

I woke Daughter at 4:45pm per her request but she was feeling horrible. I told her to stay in bed, I’d get Ben fed and bathed and tucked in. She didn’t put up much fight, she really felt awful.

I took a few pictures of sunset while I was waiting for the toaster oven to cook his “orange chicken”.

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Ben and his chalk… again, he got into the Zone and didn’t want to eat. I gave him meds and ran his bath at the usual time. He went to bed at the usual time, and took his chicken with him. He ate most of it too.

Daughter got up around 7:30pm and her fever was back. She took some meds to bring it down and got back in bed. She watched some shows and cuddled with her cat, waiting for the fever to break.

I did the usual. I made myself some food around 9pm, and was waiting for it to cool off while I finished an email… and then I woke up around 1am. Dang it! I finished the email and sent it, took my med and thought about skipping the food. I didn’t skip it. I nuked it and ate it. I was drifting off to sleep around 2am when Zeus jumped on my bed and Ben ran past my door. While I was waiting for Ben to come get me, I fell asleep.

Around 4am Ben decided I needed to be awake so he started Bouncing me and messing with me… generally being a SpazmaTaz on my bed, and on me. I tried to ignore him, but he wanted me to be awake.

I gave up and got up around 5:15am. Daughter said she got up at 3:30am cuz she’d heard him playing in the living room. I’d heard her yelling to him from the couch to “leave Gramma alone”, but he obviously wasn’t listening to her.

The sky was overcast and blah, so I got my coffee and went back to my room. Ben had gone back to the living room, having succeeded in his goal of making me wake up and get up, little Bootyhead.

Daughter had a work meeting thingy at 8am. At 7:30am I went to look at the sky again before I had to Drive Miss Daisy and got a ginormous surprise. I spent the next ten minutes taking over fifty pictures. It wasn’t just Georgie and Gracie… it was their whole dang family. (The video is 1:40)

I had to leave all the G’s and take Daughter to her thingy. Ben and I got back and he spent the next two hours needing tape or wanting me to script with him or various other things. He was hyper and intense. It wasn’t bad, but I was trying to edit all the pictures I’d taken and he kept interrupting me. Plus I kept getting robocalls and they were bugging me too. I wanted Peace and Quiet, but I was surrounded with Chaos and Noise. Sigh… another typical Casa Cuckoo day.

Daughter called at 10am for us to come get her. I had started telling Ben at 9:30am that we’d need to get her soon, and gave several reminders before she called. When it was time to go, he suddenly needed to get his Kittys to bring with him.

We picked her up, and when I turned right instead of left toward home, she asked what I was doing. Ben was in the back seat saying “That way!” over and over, so I told her I was going That way, same as I had to do after I dropped her off. We got home and Ben had to beep the horn on the car, then gather up his Kittys, then he got out of the car. Daughter was getting impatient with him, and I told her “Oh yeah, welcome to my life. He’s been like this all morning.” We went inside and got settled.

Ben spent some time in the living room, then came into my room at 12:30pm and demanded that I get dressed and go to the store. I kept telling him he was crazy, I wasn’t going to the store. He wanted “a new Sweeney Todd Barber Chair toy”. I told him, like I always do, that no one even makes that toy. It doesn’t exist. He wasn’t too adamant anyway, just words.

He stole my blanket and watched his tablet in a blanket tent until 2pm or so. Then he got up and went into my closet. I asked him what the Hello Kitty he thought he was doing. He said “I want chalk.” I told him to close my closet and take his stuff to the living room and I’d bring him some chalk. I don’t keep any in the closet anymore, and I didn’t want to reveal any of my new spots.

Daughter was feeling much better today. No fever, and mild body aches was all that was left. Her arm still hurts, but it hurt for several days after the first injection.

So, to summarize, the Pfizer Vaccine first injection caused her arm to be sore for three or four days, but didn’t give her any systemic reaction. The second injection was more painful going into her arm, and she started feeling flu-like symptoms about twelve hours after the injection. She had a fever of 101F (38.5C) off and on over the next twenty-four hours. Forty-eight hours after injection she had mild body aches and felt “blah”, but was improving, and her arm was still sore. Still totally worth it IMO.

Daughter started cooking at 2:45pm. She’s making white chicken for Ben and Parmesan Chicken and Cheese Tortellini soup for us. It’s a good day for soup. The weather turned windy, cool, and cloudy. Plus she wanted to give Ben his main meal early since he got up so early, in case he falls asleep early.

That’s about it for the day. Daughter is off work until Thursday night, so after HRH goes to bed, it should be calm and quiet. Should be. I doubt there will be much of a sunset tonight unless the clouds start breaking up. It has happened before, so it’s possible, but not likely.

What else would I play after this morning??

A weird, disjointed day. Not bad at all, just constantly interrupted and the ever-present lack of sleep, or weird sleep. I haven’t got the faintest idea what is going to happen tomorrow. I guess with tomorrow being Inauguration Day, none of us know what might happen. I’ll be focused on my little world though. Casa Cuckoo keeps me busy enough. ¡Hasta mañana!

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HUGS!

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