Tuesday found me returning to the walk-in clinic with swelling in my jaw. The Doc told me it was Parotitis. I'm glad they knew what it was and that they gave me a scrip for a stronger anti-biotic. When my wife, Megan saw me she said I looked like John McCain. Now, the 103 degree fever I had on Monday and for most of the previous weekend did not keep me home or in bed. As Megan pointed out though, my vanity lead me to cancel all my appointments and stay home for the day on Wednesday. I hope the swelling goes all the way away before I have to cater a wedding this weekend.
I woke this morning feeling good and rested. Devlyn only woke up briefly last night and was able to return to sleep within an hours time, thus only briefly interrupting my sleep. I felt so good and relaxed as I started my day that I was able to put some music on to set the mood for the rest of the day. I wanted to reach into the back of my music collection for something good, but out of the ordinary in my daily listening regimen. I settled on the Nova Mob (Grant Hart) album "The Last Days Of Pompeii". It is a great rock album with a narrative of sorts, kind of reminds me of the best parts of Zen Arcade.
I don't know if it was the sounds of Grant Hart's voice or the good night sleep but Devlyn and I were able to get a little play on before he went to daycare. We played "Hide and Chase" which consisted of him running to the same spot in the kitchen while I "Chased" him and caught him, giggling in a lump on the floor, carried him back to the couch and started the whole game over again. The sounds of his deep, belly laughs are the greatest sounds ever to fill the universe.
