Vaccinations and Voicemail

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Thursday - For having gone to bed so early, I was super tired. Finally got up, ate some food, started to get dressed, when I suddenly got a POUNDING headache, nausea, etc. Laid down, got up, laid down again. I head Leo doing dishes at some point, and tried to get up, but it was just not happening. Finally managed to get up just before Ken got home. Took another couple Ibuprofen and started feeling better. Ken had a much better day at work, and bugged me and bugged me and bugged me until I finally called my Dr.'s office to ask what was wrong with me. Talked to the nurse, who talked to my Dr., who, it turns out, had just forgotten to tell me that I would get sick from the vaccinations. Ken asked me to make him some spaghetti, and I did. He added some oil, spices, and stewed tomatoes. John called, worrying that he was going to be late to game, and I called Jason on his behalf. Ended up staying and eating dinner with Ken, then heading over to game. Everyone was there, but they hadn't started yet. I'm glad I ate, because the boys got pizza, and I wasn't tempted to get something cheeseless or breadsticks or whathaveyou. Game was fun - I was definitely a background character, but that's fine by me. We burned down some teleporters and started climbing the treehouse. John was on the verge of a lot of schoolwork, and wanted to go out with his last night, so I called Ken at poker to let him know we were on our way. No answer, so I left a message. Just as I was parking near the house, Ken called back on his way home, having seen that I called and called me back, but not checked the message. I got inside, got cleaned up, and Ken got home not long after. He'd had a pretty frustrating night at poker, and blamed it on Asians. Oh,, Ken. We went over that, and I asked him to please check his voicemail in the future. He got pretty angry. He saw that I called and called me back asap. I think it's inconsiderate of my time to not check what I had to say - I left a message for a reason. Mostly, though, I just chalked it up to him being drunk. Unfortunately, he went to bed without saying goodnight, so I stayed up drinking. Leo came home - he'd had a fucked up night at work, and stayed up drinking with me. Finally got drunk enough and passed out in bed.