its late and im sick. not sure what it is. started in my throat on wednesday. more than likely been carrying it for a while, through the birth or got it there and maybe my body being worn down, tired. bam. probably got me at that damn bethesda hospital when the blood happy nurse
stressed us all out. no fever, no aches. just clearness. chesty runny business.
skeeter and tosh are crashed. they had a big day of feeding and sleeping. we watched some ball, had some soup. saw the nahbs. other things. smiled. laughed. the usual. i tried to stay on quarantine. hard to do. remembering to wash those hands and dress like a bandit. if it gets worse tomorrow, i stay horizontal. bummer. sorry tosh. sorry honey. only day together alone and i pull this shit.
saturday night live is stupid.
just waiting for my chest to relax a bit.
let the hacking subside.
ok. this dance skit is pretty funny.
peace
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