I have never been so content to just lay in bed and stare at a blank wall. Literally. Tricia says I must have the flu. I guess. I don't know but I feel like an 18 wheeler danced on top of my body and then drug me 20 miles through dirt. Nice analogy huh?
Sydney seems much the same to me but Nick is optimistic. He says she is better. I don't see it but I guess I'm not in the best mood to judge. Having patience with this RSV battle is not my best quality. Nick is starting to have a scratchy throat and the thought of him suffering as we have suffered just makes my heart hurt. Hopefully he will not fall to the same fate.
Patricia braved our dungeon to bring me some medicine last night. God bless her.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
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