{"id":446,"date":"2007-04-18T09:40:00","date_gmt":"2007-04-18T09:40:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2007\/04\/the-bell-tolls-for-me.html"},"modified":"2007-04-18T09:40:00","modified_gmt":"2007-04-18T09:40:00","slug":"the-bell-tolls-for-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2007\/04\/the-bell-tolls-for-me.html","title":{"rendered":"The Bell Tolls for Me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve had a terrible cold. Bad enough that if Adam had it, he&#8217;d be lying in bed moaning, instead of doing the only adult thing I could do: Walk around moaning and completely martyring myself in the name of caring for my children. I&#8217;m proud to say there wasn&#8217;t even any extra TV involved.<\/p>\n<p>Last night, I felt truly horrible. I pulled a muscle in my neck at the gym and it was getting better except that Pie, with her amazing sense of timing, has decided that now that she&#8217;s been walking for six months, she&#8217;s completely over it. &#8220;Carry!&#8221; she stands and screams. &#8220;Carry!&#8221; So picking her up has completely aggravated the pain. So my head is stuffed (and thanks to the joys of ming ming, Nyquil is off-limits), my nose is running, my neck is sore, and suddenly I get a nice bout of heartburn. I think it&#8217;s heartburn at least. I call Adam upstairs. &#8220;I just want you to know that my neck hurts, my head is stuffed, and my chest hurts.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Adam looks confused. &#8220;For what? Your tombstone? That&#8217;s a pretty lame tombstone.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I reply, &#8220;No, you moron. For the paramedics. Because once I&#8217;ve passed out, I won&#8217;t be able to tell them my symptoms.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Adam looked relieved. &#8220;That&#8217;s good. Because that would be horrible tombstone to have to make. People would think I was weird.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve had a terrible cold. Bad enough that if Adam had it, he&#8217;d be lying in bed moaning, instead of doing the only adult thing I could do: Walk around moaning and completely martyring myself in the name of caring for my children. I&#8217;m proud to say there wasn&#8217;t even any extra TV involved. Last [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-446","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/446","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=446"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/446\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=446"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=446"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=446"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}