Looks like the flu has come, totally uninvited of course. It started with Sydney and has made its way to Nic. I'm starting to feel something in my chest and throat, and so is Jeff. Our happy weekend plans have all been canceled, leaving me bummed. Today was supposed to be filled with storytime and a Valentine's Day party. Nic has birthday tickets to see the monster truck show tomorrow, but now he won't be going.
It's hard seeing my kids all bundled up in their beds with fevers and glassy eyes. I'm already feeling the exhaustion of dispensing meds every 4 hours for fever, a productive cough, opening up the lungs, etc. I think I need a nap.
Stories fill my mind during the day. A daydreamer is what I am. At night I take solace in a mostly quiet house, kids asleep, and bring these daydreams to life. Breathing into them what they have provided all day long to me ~ life.
1 comment:
I'm really sorry! Being sick sucks.
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