I don’t feel good. I picked up a head/ chest cold and it’s a doozy.
I’m watching my niece and nephew for a few days, and their sick too, with the stomach flu. So, we’re doing our best, but it’s not much. My nephew is home from school today vomiting, but my niece is on the mend finally after missing Thursday and Friday.
It’s a quiet house; Disney+ playing an endless stream of cartoons and the dogs’ occasional board mischief disrupting the stillness. Soup, crackers and tissues checker the living room. I can’t hardly think for all the pressure in my head.
But, I’m grateful. Grateful my mom is watching grandma and I’m not contaminating her. Grateful to be able to be here for the kids and that my mom can enjoy some adult company for a change. Grateful that these sicknesses will pass soon enough…. grateful for napping, grateful for medicine…