Poor Jet

[liralen]

At pre-school, the teacher thought he was a bit warm and lethargic, so she took his temperature, and it turned out to be 102. Not too scary for a little guy, but enough that she called John to take him home. He slept at home, and has been pretty tired all day and evening.

Though he and I went out and wandered around a bit before dinner, and he wanted to ride the lawn mower, so we went out for a ride. I bumped the mailbox when we went to check the mail and it fell off the post. Oops. As Jet put it, "Crashed the mail! Crashed the mail!"

I did, indeed, crash the mailbox. John's got it clamped up until we can get a new one this weekend.

Jet lay in my lap like a lump for most of the evening, burning up gently. He ate nothing, drank a boatload of OJ and milk, and went to sleep very promptly, only to yell, throw off all his covers, and go back to sleep just a few minutes ago. I hope he sleeps well, but I'll be home for him tomorrow. Nice to have very flexible work and hours.

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[robotech-master.livejournal.com]

One time when my Dad was mowing the lawn, back when we lived in Jonesboro, AR, there was this big loud crash and the panel glass screen door had developed a huge network of spiderweb cracks that essentially shattered the whole outer pane of it. I don't think we ever figured out whether the riding mower had spat a pebble at glass-shattering velocity, or whether it was some trick of the vibrations from the near-passing mower.

My folks have also had their fair share of "crashed the mail" up here in Missouri—but it was other people who crashed it for us. There are folks who find it amusing to sideswipe poor defenseless thin-poled mailboxes. After the first couple of times this happened, Dad upgraded the mailbox to sitting on top of a segment of telephone pole, sunk fairly deep in the ground. Hasn't happened since.

As a side note, I think mailboxes are funny things. I don't know of anything else that you buy at a store, take home, and put up at your own home...and as soon as you've put it up, it's no longer your property anymore, even though you paid for it and installed it yourself. Almost makes you not want to put it up just so you can continue to own the property for which you paid, doesn't it? :)

[foomf.livejournal.com]

It's one of the few situations where you can directly and personally invoke the right of eminent domain.

[liralen.livejournal.com]

It is pretty funny how there's official guidelines for that bit of property that isn't really ours... yeah.

Yeah, our post is a 6x6, which is pretty hefty, but there's a knot right at the join where they cut the vertical in half to fit it to the horizontal that was just supporting the box. Yes, you could probably figure out how I'd have done it... but so it is. The post split up there, and John glued it last summer, and the glue held, but the wood split elsewhere with all the cold and freeze that's been happening lately.

We've had cherry bombs in it, someone took a baseball bat to it, and we found half a splintered bat lying next to it. So it's been pretty sturdy. I guess that comes of living out in the country.

[mightymutt.livejournal.com]

Yikes! I hope Jet recovers quickly.

[liralen.livejournal.com]

We called the pediatricians today, and they said that there's a bug going around. 4-5 days of high fever, sometimes with congestion, sometimes with vomiting. Thankfully we have the first and not the second. It's just a 'live through it' kind of deal, as it's viral, not baterial. So he'll just be feverish for a while.

We did give him ibuprofen instead of aceotmeniphine and it's working MUCH better, and he's more comfortable and actually eating something today. Whew.

So he'll get better, just not too soon.

[incandescens]

Poor Jet. Sympathy to him, and to you and John as well.