March 9, 1992

TIME

Late Sunday evening, I spend a few hours calming down a feverish Eddie.  I'm almost ready to volunteer to stay home, but we decide to take Eddie to daycare.  We get no calls during the day, most of which I spend at the WLA office for the Finance Committee meeting.  I pick up Andy, and JoAnna drops off Eddie before attending a meeting at City Hall.

Tuesday, February 18, 1992

Tuesdays @ 8:00 p.m.  We occasionally tuned in.



At least I didn't pass out last night before JoAnna returned home, but I am dead to the world once I fall asleep.  Eddie wakes up squalling around midnight, and I don't respond to JoAnna's rousings.  She's up with him for nearly two hours.  Then around 4, I feel a rumbling in my bowels that demands my attention.  For the next 2 hours, I made 5 trips to the bathroom.  Each time the diarrhea gushes out of my system.  At 7, when I should be getting ready for work, I feel too tired and weak and disoriented to proceed with the day as planned.  I call Jane Robbins and cancel our 8:15 meeting and then sleep fitfully until 10:45.  I consider blowing off the entire day but decide that being active will be the best antidote for my minor physical ailment.

After a trip to the post office, I arrive at the library at quarter to 1.  During the nearly two hours that I'm there, I'm actually quite productive.  At 2:30 I leave to pick Eddie up at daycare.  JoAnna and I think he might have another ear infection, but after a 45-minute wait to see Dr. Ellis, that turns out not to be the case.

I do go back to the library but not until 6:30.  A slow evening is interrupted by a very brief council meeting.  Sandy Allen calls on me to report on how the board responded to a complaint from one of Jim Wexler's constituents.  Then Don Damon volunteers to raise the money through the service clubs after I give him the price info.

Thursday, January 2, 1992

With Sharon no longer on the staff, I now have Thursday evenings to contend with.  I take the morning off, half expecting that my leisure time will extend into the afternoon.  Eddie's been fussy at time, his nose is running -- signs of a possible ear infection, but neither JoAnna nor I take any action.

It's a busy day at the library.  During the late afternoon and early evening, I spend a lot of time moving from the information desk to circulation, and back and forth again.  I walk home through a thick fog.