Tuesday, November 03, 2009
I’ve been fighting being sick. I didn’t know it, but it started to come on last week in the form of an eye infection and exhaustion. Evidently I fought it off, until yesterday, when it punched me in the gut and ran away laughing. I laid in bed curled up in a fetal position, shivering and miserable for the day. AdRi brought me 7-up, soup served on a tray in bed, and a gentle patting of my back. She’s the best caretaker ever. My body is tired, but I feel better today. I’m not sure what it was or is, but I’m hoping it’s on its way far, far away.
Hex be gone.
Posted by LeLo at Tuesday, November 03, 2009