Each day I come here.
I start to type
I get too tired to finish a thought
I crawl back to the couch
I watch another episode of Little Einsteins with the Kids
I think about dinner, realize thinking about food makes me feel even more sick than I already feel
Try not to let the mess growing around me bother me
I know Paul will be home soon and all will be better
I will be better tomorrow or at the very least I am one day closer to 12 weeks and feeling better.
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