Cold Turkey

I have no idea where the expression "cold turkey" came from, but that's what we say when you stop something without any prior weaning off. Right? Well, P. is being weaned. I've been on O. for a month to go away for a few days or something. He can't bear the crying. He finally decided today was the day we would wean so he's working all night in the office.


I haven't seen P. since this morning and she is apparently happy as a clam without me around. It's the seeing the mommy that starts off the awful "Mamaaa, mamaaa, mamaaa!" wining til she gets what she wants.


Great day.

P. No more dude (milk) for you.

Questions And Answers

First I will attempt to answer the most asked question during the whole Typhoid ordeal.

Did I/How did I feed baby P.?

Yes, I nursed P. the entire time. The Dr. actually told me to keep her with me. I struggled more while in the hospital because I had a horrible IV needle in my wrist and my right hand was out of commission. THANKFULLY, I have a wonderful niece, Sumitra, who stayed with me the entire time in the hospital and did everything for P. All I had to to was lay down and nurse. P. was a trooper.

Apparently, Typhoid is not contagious or transmittable through breast milk.

I continue to suffer from symptoms of my illness, namely headaches when I wake up from sleeping and dizziness, not to mention the tiredness. I really am attempting to rest. Unfortunately, my work is backing up.

On the restful side, E. & C. went to Bombay on Monday and will come home tomorrow. So, it's been somewhat quieter around the house the last few days. I'm glad they're coming home soon, I miss them.