Illness in the House

There's a bug in the house. Warm boy face. Rubbing a back as the antibiotics come right back up and splash in the toilet. Mounds of blankets and damp pillows on the sofa. A rumble in my chest. Trapped in the house. Binge-ing on well loved novels. Ginger ale and a green, bent straw. 

I'm trying to get back to the computer. I really should read something other than home decorating magazines and young adult novels. But right now, I feel like I'm walking through Jell-O. 

9 thoughts on “Illness in the House

  1. Hope you feel better!
    And also that your health care providers and insurance providers don’t happen to worship a deity that objects to the best medical treatment to make you feel better!

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  2. Cherry-flavored amoxicillin is pretty broadly objectionable to anybody with taste buds. Hope everybody gets better soon.

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  3. I had the same thought as Lousia. But, it’s days like this to fully embrace the possibility of getting nothing done at all. What’s wrong with spending a week when your sick, your child is sick, the world is full of Jell-O reading nothing but home decorating & YA novels?
    (I for one, am happy to ignore super tuesday).

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  4. I’m reading A Canticle for Leibowitz because old-fashioned post-nuclear war apocalypses are the best apocalypses.

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