A Bit Better

Oh Lawd. Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday. Thank God for my wonderful, amazing, caring, loving, patient and funny husband. After I had blown my nose and recognized the color from the newly dyed river and then coughed up something disgusting, I cried writing this message, "Do you think you can please stay home today - I can't swallow again and I just did this" (showing him what I coughed.) He called his boss and told him that I was worse today and had to rest to get better. I am so thankful to Doug and to his boss for being so understanding. I would have crawled over to a neighbor's apt with James if Doug had to go to work. That's how it was yesterday. I didn't talk all day - I couldn't. I just slept and drank tea and when Doug and James got back from school, I helped with lunch and then we all napped. We just took it easy yesterday. And today, I'm home, with James, Doug's at work and I've been squeaking my way through the day. Trisha wrote a comment that she would have to bang pots and pans together to get the girls' attention and I laughed because all day on Monday I was slapping the floor or my hands together and shaking my head no. I wish I had thought of the pots! But today, unlike Monday where I handed the guy at Argo my order, I was able to screech out "large carolina honey tea please." The only bad thing today are my coughing attacks. They are brutal for me and they scare the heck out of James. He usually starts crying and then cries, "Daddy." It's no fun. Hopefully, I'll be better for the weekend - it's going to be in the 50s!!!! Spring may be finally here!