(I've always wondered about that statement. Like, how sick are dogs? And why are they used as a reference point to how sick a human is? Oh well. My brain is too clouded to think of something better.)
Julie is on her way to get me from school to take me to the doc.
I almost went to the E.R. last night. Had a really, really high fever (but no thermometer!) and Rach took care of me and told me she would take me (at 1 in the AM...good friend.). Called Dad, thought he was back at the ranch, but he's flying home from Texas today. Unintentionally made the poor guy feel really helpless because I was scared and crying on the phone. I know, I am a pansy. But in all honesty, I was missing my mom, too. This is the first time I have been ill since she died, and there is just something about moms that make us feel better. Plus, they always know what to do.
To be continued...
just got back from the doc. Three prescriptions and a bottle of water later, I am feeling a little better.
YES!
...and I lost nine pounds since dec. That knowledge practically cured me altogether.
3 comments:
Wish I would have MADE you come home with me from camp...
Hope you are feeling much better soon...
Love you so very much!
get better soon laur!!! it's a nasty, nasty, nasty bug :(
You are such a sweetie, sick and all and you STILL put others in front of yourself. I thank you for allowing God to work through you for those girls this weekend and especially mine... :-)Love Ya!!
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