How I Got A New Blow Dryer

Monday morning I turned my trusty blow dryer on and after a couple of minutes it began to make a funny noise and smoke started to come out of it. I put it back in the drawer and even remembered to tell the husband about it. "Please remind me to go get another one this evening," I said. This incident faded from my memory as the baby had a nasty stomach bug.

Wednesday rolled around and I again sat there blow drying my hair with smoke. That morning I took the baby to the doctor. On the way home I called the husband to tell him about the script for anti-nausea that we might need to fill and told him again about the cursed blow dryer. The husband said he would try to remind me to go out to Target that evening.

During nap time I started to feel a bit queasy. By the time the baby woke up I was already sick. I grabbed the baby and fed him. Then took him into the bathroom with some toys while I continued to be sick. After awhile the toddler got up and came in and out. By the time the husband walked in the house he was greeted by the toddler saying, "Daddy, mommy needs help please."

That evening the husband took care of the boys and put them down for the night while I kept getting sick. Later that evening as I was laying on the sofa praying that someday I would be able to keep water down, we heard the toddler sobbing. 

We went to his room and saw that he was sick. As we stripped the bed down I held him in the rocker. As the toddler got sick all over me and the rocker a second time all the husband could say was, "I'm going to Walgreens to fill the anti-nausea script." All I could respond was, "Please hurry!"

The next hour was the longest hour of cleaning, wiping, and holding a sick toddler while he was being sick. When the husband returned we immediately gave the toddler the medicine and the husband took over with the holding while I started one of the now many loads of nasty laundry and cleaned up with the best of my ability. I started by unloading the Walgreens sacks. I unloaded Children's Advil, a blow dryer, and the anti-nausea medicine.

The night was a long night of waking up and making sure everyone was properly medicated and well. By the time morning hit we were all tired, but starting to feel better. I fed the baby and managed to keep water and toast down. While the baby napped I washed my hair out of practical necessity. It then registered that I now was the proud owner of a new hair dryer. I asked the husband about it and he said that while he was waiting for the script to be filled he had found a hair dryer on sale at Walgreens, so he bought it.

So, that is how I got a new blow dryer. Hopefully it won't blow smoke at me anytime soon.