So, very, incredibly sick. Sicker than I can remember being in at least 10 years. My tonsils and uvula look like grapes, and swallowing is a pain that makes me tense up an steel my whole body. Ears are draining, chest is socked in , sinuses are achy and constantly on full, I’m cold, I’ve got the the chills, a fever, and I have three little kids.
My home teachers brought over chicken and rice soup tonight, which was delicious, as I tried to eat it without actually swallowing. That worked better with the broth than with the rice. Jeffrey was the “mom” all day- I am humiliated to admit, but also proud he was able to fix simple things for his brother and sister. They played Wii and watched cartoons almost all day.
And I layed in bed in a feverish haze while re-runs of Barney Miller on WGN confused me more, taking me back to when I was eight and sick with the flu on my parent nubby tweed couch. I kept waiting for my mom’s cool hand on my brow, to brush my hair back like all moms do.