Well, then. I didn't think things could get much worse on the illness front. Lordy, I was wrong. I felt sure I had dodged the stomach flu bullet, you know taking care of and cleaning up for the sicklies the last two weeks without getting it. But I awoke early yesterday morning, and I had it. Did I ever. And the aches? The aching pain in my hip sockets was almost unbearable. I found myself doing this low-in-the-throat humming thing that I involuntarily did when I was in labor. as in childbirth. Man-oh-man.
NOW, things are looking up. The evidence: At about 8:45 a.m., just as I was pondering what I might be able to eat, there was a knock at the door. It was my friend, Penny. She handed me a box of fruit-juice popsicles and blew me a kiss. An angel from heaven, that's what she is. And at nap time I found this. Heather! All of you! Thank you. I am so thankful for you all. Lastly I am thankful for my dearest friend of all- Brian.
Not a word was said yesterday. He just knew. He stayed home from work, entertained Miss N, ran about 100 errands to keep the house quiet, delivered gatorade with a bendy straw, tylenol, back rubs. Thank you. I mean it. (Speaking of friends- that's N's bunny buddy up there at the top. Isn't he sweet?! He's pretty tame too.)