Matteo

I’ve been in contact with Matteo since late afternoon on Sunday. On Wednesday afternoon, he called me to let me know that he had left work earlier that morning feeling sick and he feared that it was Covid because of his symptoms. I asked if he had made an appointment with his doctor for later that day and he said that he did. I then asked him if he wanted me to drive him over. He said that he didn't want to risk my health but I told him that I already had it recently and have the antibodies so I am fine. He said that it was ok then for me to bring him to the doctor.

I got dressed, packed a few days worth of clothes and then brought the dogs over to my parents' place so they could be spoiled rotten; even more spoiled than usual. I explained what was going on and they wished me luck as they gave me a bunch of masks. As soon as I got back in my car, I texted Matteo to let him know that I was on my way and that I'd get there as soon as I could. Thankfully, I knew a short cut to get to his place. I got out of my car and rushed into Matteo's place; I knew that he'd leave the door unlocked for me. As I walked in, I put my mask on to make him feel more comfortable as he thought he'd get me super sick. I grab his keys, he grabs his wallet and we head to his car.

He gave me directions to get the doctors office; minutes later we arrive and he called the office to let him know that he was there; he was instructed to stay in the car, they asked if he had someone with him, they could go in and get paperwork for him to fill out. I went in and said that I was there to get paperwork for Matteo to fill out. I started to hand them his insurance card, they just asked me to confirm that he was the card holder, the Member ID and a few other things listed on the card. I headed back to the car where Matteo had fallen asleep. He woke up the second that I opened the door and he filled out the paperwork quickly. I ran back into the office to hand off the paperwork; they said that they'd be out in a minute with a test.

I head back out to the car and wake up Matteo again as he'd fallen asleep. A moment later a nurse came out with the test and stuck what needed to be stuck up Matteo’s nose. Matteo wasn’t thrilled with the stuffing things up his nose but he knew that it needed to be done. The nurse said that she is going to process the test and will call him when it’s time. 

Matteo was fine with that. As the nurse left, Matteo gave me his phone to answer while he napped. Poor guy sounded worse as time went by; sounded like he had a bad cold AND the flu at the same time. I took my jacket off and laid it across his lap as he was wearing his and seconds later, he fell asleep. I was able to get out of the car and close the door quietly…he needed to sleep. 

I don’t remember what time the nurse performed the test and I wasn’t watching my Fitbit for the time. I started thinking about last weekend and how I should move on from there: 

The pros were: he cares a ton about me, he acts like a gentleman ALL the time, he’s kind, he’s generous (with his time, his money and with sex), he’s smart and he’d have adorable babies….if he decided to have kids with whomever he is with at the time.

The cons were: his lack of talking TO me about my interests (remember how he talked to my fam and friends to find out more about me), his short temper (I’ve got one as well!), he’s about sports 24/7, he’s my neighbor Brick’s nephew, and sometimes he’s too quiet for my liking. 

Matteo’s phone rings and brings me back. I answer his phone and let the nurse know that I’ll wake him up. I get in the car to wake Matteo up; I say his name, nothing. I shake him, nothing. I kiss him, he wakes up and takes his phone back. I couldn’t hear what the nurse said but by looking at Matteo, I could tell that he was tested positive. He groaned. The nurse said that it took time to call him to give him the results as the doctor was calling around to different pharmacies to find out if they had the medication that prevents the virus from mutating and replicating. They’d found a pharmacy 5 minutes from their office; they said it might take about 30 minutes or so to fill, but we can head there and wait. 

He asked the nurse if he should take cold medicine to help relieve the symptoms and up his vitamin c intake. The nurse said that the cold medicine would help as well as acetaminophen and although it isn’t proven that vitamin c would help fight against the virus BUT it would be a good idea to build his immune system up. He thanked the nurse and they got off the phone.

He turned to face me. He relayed what the nurse said. I asked if he wanted me to drive him home and then I head to the pharmacy but he said that he’d wait in the car for me. Since I know where the pharmacy is, I tell Matteo to close his eyes and rest while I take care of everything. Before he nods off, he hands me his wallet, he tells me to use his credit card and to make sure that the pharmacy uses his insurance card. I said ok and off we went. 

Matteo was out cold before leaving the doctors office parking lot. When we got there, I parked further away so it would be quieter for him; I did crack two windows a pinch so he could get fresh air. I walk in and head straight to the pharmacy department and let the pharmacy techs know that I’m here for Matteo’s medication and that they can take their time as I know they’re busy. They told me that it’d be about 20 to 30 minutes as they were a little delayed and I told them that it was ok.

I go to the pain med aisle to browse the different brands of cold meds and the different types of vitamin c. I remembered Matteo’s symptoms and that helped me find the right one; I grab two packages as it’s buy one get one free. I take 10 of my steps to the right to check out the vitamin c. I remembered that the MAXIMUM daily amount of vitamin c is 1,000 mg per day. I found a bottle of 30 capsules count that had 1,000 mg capsules. Perfect!!

Since there’s still time so I check out the nail polish. Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything fun or exciting color wise. I head over to the drinks to grab a large bottle of cold water and make my way over to the pharmacy. When I walk up, one of the techs grabs Matteo’s bag and starts to ring me up. The tech offered to ring up my other items and I said that if they’ve got time, if not I can go to the main register. The tech said since I have 3 other things it isn’t a problem. I smiled and thanked the tech. Thankfully, Matteo’s insurance covers the medication 100%. 

As I head to his car, I texted Matteo to let him know that I was heading to his car. He didn’t respond so I figured that he was still asleep. Before I open the door, I text him again to let him know that I was going to open the door. He wakes up and sees me. I open the door and I hand him the bag; as I’m driving to his place, he was reading about his medication so he knew what’s going on with it. 

Although he didn’t like the side effects of the medication, he said that he’d take it anyway.  He takes a sip of the water and takes 2 pills (2 pills twice a day), gathered everything and put it in the plastic bag.

We get to his place, enter and he plops on the couch. I grab a banana, a glass of juice, a vitamin c and 2 cold med pills. He made a face but took the pills and juice from me. He begrudgingly took the pills and ate the banana. I asked if there was anything I could help with before he took a nap. He said that he needs help a shower and grinned like a Cheshire cat. I laughed. 

He got up to clean up after himself. We head upstairs, I dump my bag in his room and undress. He was in the bathroom getting the bathroom/shower ready; I walk in in my birthday suit, wrap my arms around him from behind. He turned around, surprised to see me naked and not wearing my mask. I told him that a mask would be useless in the shower and he laughed and agreed with me.

He strips his clothes, leaving his clothes in the corner by the door. I grab a few towels from the linen closet, I entered the shower and he followed suit. He wanted to fool around but I told him to wait until we get out of the shower as I’d fall and break something if we were in the shower fooling around…thankfully he agreed. 

We get out and towel off and walk to his room; he dumped his clothes in his hamper. We get in bed and begin to kiss but he pulls away…I ask what’s wrong, he said that he’d get me sick and that he’d be beside himself if I got Covid from him. I told him to suck it up and start kissing me again. 

He adjusts himself between my legs and enters my apex; I moan his name over and over again. I nibble his ear, he screams my name and thrusts harder in me. I wrap my legs around his waist to bring him closer to me. Matteo can barely control himself anymore and starts to ravish me. We’re both moaning each other’s names and we climax together seconds later. 

Matteo rolls off of me, lays next to me and falls asleep. I untangle myself from his arms, get dressed, hang the towels in the bathroom and start making dinner. Despite him not being a soup person, I made chicken noodle soup with extra chicken and extra noodles. Chicken soup has been medically proven to be effective in making people feel better.

For the broth, I started with chicken broth, chicken stock and a small chicken bouillon, cut up carrots, onions and celery. As it’s simmering, I cut up raw chicken breasts, cut up green beans, and cut broccoli into small pieces. In a separate pot, I make brown rice to be added to the soup. I start the oven, prepare two garlic bulbs to be roasted and put the cooking tray aside until the oven comes up to temp.

I add salt, pepper, dried parsley flakes and a few pinches of garlic powder. I put the chicken, carrots, onions and celery into the soup. Once the oven is up to temp, I pour extra virgin olive oil on the halved garlic bulbs and toss the cooking tray into the oven for about 35 minutes.

As the soup and and garlic are working, I check the freezer to see if there’s anything I can either add to the soup or to supplement dinner. I see a loaf of Italian bread so I take it out and let it thaw on the counter. I immediately take butter out of the fridge, soften it a little bit in the microwave. The timer for the garlic went so I took out the tray, spooned out the garlic into a bowl and toss it in the fridge to cool.

I pull two boxes of pasta from the pantry and open the boxes. I hear some banging around. Matteo must be up from the nap and is banging around. He comes down a few minutes later. He heard me in the kitchen and came in; he walked up behind me and put his arms around me, kissing my neck. I smiled and turned around, kissing him. He asked if I needed help, I said that I did; I asked him to take the roasted garlic out of the fridge and add it to the semi softened butter, which he did happily, and put it back into the fridge.

I toss the pasta - elbow macaroni - into the soup. I set the timer and sliced the bread. I placed the bread in the toaster when there was a minute or two left on the timer for the soup. Both Matteo and I taste the soup….we both agree that it needed a little bit more of salt. 

The toaster timer went off. I pulled the bread out, spread the garlic butter on the toast and plated the toast. Matteo grabbed some bowls and handed them to me. As I was scooping the soup into the bowls, he set the table. I brought over the bowls and he brought over wine for me and water for himself as well his medication that we picked up today. 

Matteo absolutely LOVED the soup and had three bowls. He also loved the garlic butter on the bread; his wish was that there was more garlic. After we ate, I suggest to Matteo to go watch some sports as I cleaned up the kitchen. It didn’t take long as I cleaned up as I cooked and started the dishwasher. 

I pour myself my fifth glass of wine and entered the living room. Matteo is intently watching his favorite sports but barely keeping his eyes open. I place my glass on the coffee table in front of the couch Matteo is on, grabbed a heavy blanket and went back over to the couch. Before I sat down, I ran to the bathroom. 

I moved my wine glass to the table next to the empty end of the couch. I sit down, got adjusted and asked if Matteo wanted to rest his head on my lap; he agreed. He went to the smaller couch to get a throw pillow to put on my lap before putting his head on my lap. He adjusts the blanket on him and falls asleep in seconds. I changed the channel to a classic movie channel; it’s playing my favorite Italian family trilogy…the first one was on now. 

Halfway through the second movie, Matteo wakes up with a fever of 102* F. I immediately grab water and a bottle of a pain reliever/fever reducer; I poured 2 into Matteo’s hand and he takes them with the water. I call his doctors office to see if there’s a covering doctor at this time of night and thankfully there is. I explained everything to the doctor…the doctor said to bring him to the ER and that the doctor would meet us there. 

I grab us each 3 sets of clothes, our phones, their chargers and his wallet; we almost walked out without my purse so I ran in to grab it as well as an ice pack. Matteo got into the backseat, laid flat out and placed the ice pack on the base of his neck; I get in and drive as fast as I could to the ER…at that time of night/morning, no one was on the road and thankfully there weren’t any police in sight.

I pull up immediately to the ER entrance, I run in throwing my mask on looking for Matteo’s doctor. He entered the ER after I did and he asked/demanded a gurney. Both the doctor and I gently took Matteo out of the car and onto the gurney; the doctor tells me to ask for him after I park the car.

I park, grab my purse, the bag of our clothes, our phones and chargers. I jog into the ER asking for Matteo’s doctor and the ER nurse brings me into Matteo’s room; he’s been hooked up to an IV. The doctor comes in and explains that not only does Matteo have Covid but he also has an underlying infection and they’re running tests to see what it is. I ask what’s in the IV so the doctor tells me that it’s saline, acetaminophen (hospital grade) and a broad spectrum antibiotic. 

I place my purse and the bag into the closet and then the monitor goes off; I turn around, rushing to Matteo’s side….he’s having a seizure. I lean my head out of the room and scream “Code Blue”. Doctors and nurses come running in surrounding Matteo. They were speaking so fast that I couldn’t follow nor understand what they were saying. They injected something to his IV and he stops seizing. 

They check his temper; it went up to 104*F. The doctor looks  at me, tells me that the nurses were grabbing ice packs to help cool down Matteo’s fever/body temperatures and they’re going to monitor him. I asked if I could spend the night with Matteo. The doctor asked me if I had the Covid vaccine; I told him that I was vaccinated and boosted. The doctor said it was fine and that he’d bring in several air purifiers into the room so Matteo and I could be unmasked. 

I thanked the doctor and said that I’ll sleep in the chair, I didn’t need anything fancy. The doctor looked at me, asked me my name so I told him. He said that Matteo’s talked highly about me many times over the years and that whatever Matteo and I needed, we’d get it…he’d make sure that the staff taking care of Matteo would be aware of this. Without even thinking, I hugged the doctor.

He hugged me back and left Matteo and I alone. I changed into an old shirt that I permanently borrowed from Matteo and climbed into the hospital bed; at this point, the ice packs have been removed so there was space for the two of us. In seconds, I fall into a deep sleep.

I didn’t hear the nurses come in at 6:30 am for Matteo’s vitals. Around 8 am, he’s woken up by the nurse so he can eat and have fluids. After he ate, he put his arms around me and he fell back asleep. We wake up around 10:30 am and Matteo asked me why he’s in the hospital. He didn’t know why and he didn’t think to ask the staff earlier. 

I sat straight up in shock that no one told him. I told him that half way through the second of the third movie of my favorite Italian trilogy, he had a fever of 102, I called the doctor who told me to bring him to the ER, he had a seizure due to his higher fever and the doctor thought he had to have an underlying infection. He was stunned; he remembered getting jostled around but he’d thought it was a dream. 

The doctor comes in and I head to the bathroom to shower, dress and brush my teeth. By the time I get out, I notice Brick and my parents. Brick brought more clothes as did my parents for me. I closed the door and we all took our masks off. The doctor explained everything and said that Matteo has a mild case of Covid - not as bad as we thought and we’d all be ok (except for Brick) because we have immunity since we all had Covid - and he also has undiagnosed atypical (walking) pneumonia but it’ll be confirmed once he has a chest X-ray. Once they get the X-rays, they’ll know better of how to treat Matteo. We’ve all been vaccinated against pneumonia - except for Matteo. 

We all sit around Matteo and talk for a little bit before he’s brought down for the X-ray; I’m invited to go with with him. I look at Brick and he tells me to go; in that very brief second, my parents found out that I was ‘with’ Brick. I was happy to escape to go with Matteo down to radiology. 

Thankfully, they had everything set up for Matteo and it didn’t take long for the X-rays to be taken and we headed back up to his room. Matteo gets in his room and wants to spend time with his uncle. My parents and I go to the cafeteria to get something to eat. They asked about the thing with Brick and they admitted that they had an idea. I told them that they’d eventually find out and that they be disappointed in me. They giggled and asked me WHY I was with Brick. I laughed and said that he and I were both a little bored and we were looking for ‘adult interaction’ that both of us were missing. They weren’t happy but they’ll get over it. I did share that Brick was a mix of mad and jealous of Matteo because Brick had fallen for me unintentionally although he knew that whatever he and I had was platonic. 

We go back up to the room. Brick walked over to my parents and told them just about everything; even that he’d fallen for me. They told him that they and I had just had this conversation and that they’re glad that it was with someone I’ve known forever. He apologized to them for going behind their backs but they brushed the apology off because both Brick and I are consenting adults.

It doesn't take long for the doctor to come back with the X-rays and the answer. He did have walking pneumonia and the doctor offered all of us out pneumonia shots but we all declined except for Matteo as he thought that it would be beneficial in case he contracts pneumonia again; typically, doctors wait until the patient is healthy before getting the pneumonia shot but his doctor thought that it would be convenient since he's in the hospital now. While the doctor was with us, he said that a nurse should be on their way any moment with a change of antibiotics for Matteo. He was on penicillin but the doctor changed it to a macrolide antibiotic that does treat pneumonia. Before leaving the room, the doctor asked if Matteo needed anything but he said he was fine and that he wants to get out of the hospital as soon as he can. The doctor nodded and then left being followed by Brick and my parents.

The nurse came in with the new antibiotic and thankfully it was in the tablet form instead of being added to his IV. As soon as he took the medication, the nurse left. I get back onto the bed with Matteo and we nap. I get woken up by a bad dream I had - wish I could remember what it was but I can’t - and started hyperventilating; an anxiety attack was coming on. I felt the world closing in on me, I started shaking, had heart palpitations, had tunnel vision and started sweating. 

Matteo woke up in the middle of my attack, rang the button for the nurse and one came running. Once she saw me, she went to the doctor and the doctor came running in. The doctor  was trying to talk to me to help me calm down. Nothing helped at all. The nurse came back with an oxygen tank to help me…after a few minutes it did help.

Everything finally settled down, the nurse and the doctor left, leaving Matteo, myself and the oxygen. Thankfully the oxygen was a nasal cannula so we could speak and not having me repeat myself like I would if I had the mask that went over my mouth. Matteo did ask me what caused the attack and I honestly didn’t know. I looked at him pleadingly to end the conversation. He got the point and changed the subject, thankfully.

The day goes by, the hospital staff came in to check on Matteo, his vitals and checked up on me. I finally was able to stop using the oxygen and the doctor said that Matteo needed to stay another night at the hospital to make sure that he doesn’t spike another high fever and make sure that he doesn’t have another seizure. I spent Thursday night with Matteo - again sleeping in the same bed as him. 

By Friday morning, Matteo was feeling much better, thankfully. He knew that my anxiety attack rattled me so after I showered, he suggested that I go home and he'll have his uncle spend the next few days with him. I wanted to stay with him - he knew that - but he said that he'd rather me be home so I can rest and become borderline reclusive so I can rest.

I went home to take a much needed nap. A few hours later, I woke up, had lunch, grabbed a book and headed to the couch so I could read for a bit. I called Matteo to let him know that I did, indeed, nap and that I was going to read for a bit. He was happy that I did nap, happy that I ate lunch and that I was going to relax a bit. He said that he'd rather me with him instead of his uncle but he knew that I needed self care. I thought it was sweet that he'd rather me there but it's also important to have relatives to spend time with you as well. Thankfully, he was feeling better and said that he should be released that day or on Saturday - the following day.

I was getting a little listless and started cleaning my place; I even cleaned the areas that were already clean! Dusting, running the dishwasher, vacuuming and cleaning the kitchen were high on my priority list. I wasn't in the mood to do any cleaning but I knew if I did, the dishes and the dust would pile on and I much prefer a clean house in comparison to a messy/dirty house. It didn't take terribly long to clean the house and by the time I was done and plopped on the couch, Matteo called me to let me know that he was coming home that night! I was happy that he'd be coming home. He said that Brick would be bringing him home and that I should meet them in an hour there.

I showered again, putting on matching panties and bra and put on my usual jeans, t-shirt, sweatshirt and crocs on as well. I go for comfort instead of looking good. When I finally arrived, Brick and Matteo had arrived 15 minutes before me; they even went food shopping. I let myself in, greet them both and head to Matteo. I sit down on the couch next to him, ask him how he's feeling, see what he'd like to eat and ask what the doctor recommended. He said that the doctor recommended that he take 2 full weeks off because of the diagnosis of Covid and the pneumonia - he already submitted his doctor's note to the school - he said that he's feeling better and he's got three weeks of antibiotics and more of the medicine to help prevent Covid from replicating, he's allowed to take either cold medicine, ibuprofen OR acetaminophen to help the symptoms of Covid and it was recommended that he drink lots of fluids. I asked him what he'd like for dinner and he said that he wanted my lasagna. I asked if he and Brick purchased what I needed and they both were sure that they got everything. 

I checked the fridge for eggs, mozzarella cheese and ricotta cheese as well as the ingredients for meatballs and the ingredients for making my homemade sauce. They got the eggs, both cheeses, everything that I needed for the meatballs, the oven ready pasta and three jars of store bought sauce. I can't complain as the homemade sauce takes me HOURS to make. It took me no time to get a pot to put the jars of store bought sauce to bring up to temp and to added more flavor to it, made the meatballs, tossed them into the sauce, found a baking pan for the lasagna, made the ricotta cheese ingredients - ricotta cheese, an egg, parmesan Reggiano cheese, dried basil, dried parsley and 1/8 of a teaspoon of garlic salt; thankfully it took less than 10 minutes to make. 

I grabbed the mozzarella cheese and noticed that there were THREE blocks so I decided to use two blocks. I sliced them both into 1/4 inch slices. I spooned the sauce into the bottom of the pan, placed the oven ready lasagna noodles, put the ricotta cheese on top, grabbed a few meatballs to cut up and to put on top of the ricotta cheese, and placed some mozzarella cheese. I repeat the process of lasagna noodles, ricotta cheese, meatballs and mozzarella cheese four more times. For the top layer, it was the lasagna noodles, plenty of sauce and mozzarella cheese. I covered it in foil and placed in a 350* F oven for 30 minutes, took it out, got rid of the foil and placed back in the oven for another 20 minutes.

Brick asked if he could set the table for me, I said yes and thanked him. He took care of the table in a few minutes, grabbed three wine glassed and some white wine; he placed a wet paper towel on the bottle and tossed the bottle into the freezer....the trick that I taught him to cool wine down faster.. After the timer went off for the lasagna, I took it out to check it; it was ready. I was going to let it rest for 10/15 minutes...this way the wine had more time to chill and give Matteo time to wake up from a nap and get dressed. In the mean time, I texted the doctor to see if it was ok for Matteo to have wine with dinner - the doctor said it was fine but make sure that he doesn't drink more than 12 oz. of wine. I thanked him and wished him a good night.

As Matteo came downstairs, Brick checked to see if the wine was chilled enough but it wasn't. I told Brick not to worry as Matteo has cold grapes that we could toss into our glasses to cool the wine down more. I grabbed the wine glasses and tossed in grapes, poured the wine, tossed the wine back into the freezer and headed back to the table. I cut into the lasagna and thankfully it had set in less time than it needed. I gave them both big portions and gave myself half of what they had on their plates.

When we were eating, I was prattling along as they were stuffing their mouths with the lasagna; they barely came up for air and wine. I was happy they were enjoying the lasagna but I knew that they'd love it more if I had made homemade sauce. I realized just then that they also bought Italian bread so I got up - grabbing my plate so they wouldn't eat my piece of lasagna! - cut up the bread, put some sauce in a small bowl with a ladle and brought everything back to the table. Of course, they took a ton of bread but I managed to get several slices - ok, maybe 5 slices! - and finished eating dinner. The "boys" were stuffed and headed to the living room to catch up on a sports game and no, I didn't care which one! 

As I was cleaning up, I cut a small piece of lasagna for me before putting the rest in a larger container. I found another container to put the rest of the sauce and the meatballs in. Once both were full, I put them in the fridge and then I scrounged around in the pantry and the freezer to see if I can find something to make for dessert. I was able to find what I was looking for! I found chocolate chips, flour, sugar, dark brown sugar, eggs, vanilla, baking powder, baking soda and salt. In no time, I was whipping up a large amount of cookie dough. Before spooning the dough on to the cooking sheet, I checked in on the guys and they were out cold. 

Headed back into the kitchen to make cookies. I was thankful/happy to see that Matteo had 6 cooking trays. I was able to put 3 cooking trays in the oven at a time; which gave me time to fill up the remaining three. As I pulled the cookies out of the oven, I placed them on wax paper to cool; to help, I put on the ceiling fan. I repeated this process 4 times, I put some cooled down cookies in a container for me to bring home. Once all the cookies were done and cooling off, I placed everything from dinner and everything from baking cookies into the dishwasher and made it run on a quick wash. 

I raided the fridge again to see if I could find milk and I did; it wasn't organic but still better than no milk! I grabbed 3 glasses and 3 plates; filled them with milk and a ton of cookies. I brought in their glasses of milk and then made a second trip with their plates of cookies. They were still out cold so I woke them up. Of course, they scarfed the cookies and chased them with milk. I grabbed their glasses and plates. By this time, the dishwasher was done so I unloaded it. I scrounged around the panty for the umpteenth time. I found 3 boxes of brownie mix. I immediately checked if there was any ice cream and chocolate syrup. There was both vanilla and chocolate ice cream AND chocolate syrup. I used the now cleaned pan from the lasagna and found 2 other baking pans. I greased the pans and made the three boxes of brownie mix in a MASSIVE bowl; divvied up the batter in all 3 pans and cooked them all at the same time. While the brownies were cooking, I cleaned up the kitchen. 

I checked on the guys again, they were out cold. Guessed they didn't sleep well at the hospital.....so I let them sleep - let sleeping dogs (or sleeping men) sleep - and I stayed in the kitchen. I was texting my best friend and my mom to keep them posted on what's going on. The timer went off and took all 3 pans out to cool. I ran to the bathroom and came back (yes, I wash my hands every time!) and tossed the pans in the freezer for 15 minutes to help cool down; it helps enough but doesn't completely cool down the brownies. I cut brownies, placed some in a container for me to bring home, placed more in another container for Matteo to keep here at his place and put 3 decent sized brownies in bowls. 

Once the brownies were in the bowls, spoons placed in the bowls and the two ice cream flavors were out, I went to wake up the guys to ask if they preferred either chocolate ice cream or vanilla ice cream. They said that they love both and wanted both. Back into the kitchen I went and scooped both vanilla and chocolate ice cream in all the bowls, and squirted a ton of syrup into the bowls. I brought their bowls and napkins out to them before returning with mine. Since they were mostly stuffed, it took them a few minutes to finish.

I gathered the bowls and placed them as well as the pans into the dishwasher in a quick run and hung out with Matteo and Brick for a little bit before heading home. I packed up my purse, emptied the dishwasher, grabbed "my" containers of leftovers and put them in a bag. I went to Matteo and kissed him goodbye, hugged Brick goodbye and headed out. Thankfully it took 20 minutes to get home. My dogs were with my parents getting spoiled.

I texted Matteo to let him know I arrived home as well as doing the same for my best friend and my mom. I unpacked my leftovers, took out my contacts, took my make up off, changed into my pj's and plopped down - with my phone and charger - to watch one of my shows. I passed out cold about half way through the show and a text from C woke me up. He asked me how I was doing and asked how Matteo was. I told C that I am doing ok but I'll take both Saturday and Sunday for self care and that Matteo is now back at home - his - and his uncle is staying with him for the weekend. C said that he's glad that I'll be taking care of myself on Saturday and Sunday and that he's happy that Matteo is  home. C wished me a good night and I wished him one as well.

I spent most of the weekend sleeping, reading and minor cooking. Mostly reheated leftovers for dinner; had cereal and fruit for breakfast and lunch. I read 1 1/2 books between Saturday and Sunday; it helped me get a smidge done with my backlogged books. My parents were happy to host my dogs a few days more and spoil the dogs rotten!!

I spoke with Matteo this morning. He said that he feels 80% back to normal but he's taking his meds, resting and having tons of fluids. I might visit him tomorrow for a couple of hours.