Not homesick... but home and sick.
My fever just reached 100 and I know because I am addicted to taking my temperature. I check it every 5 minutes or so. It makes me feel better in a strange way. I think it measures for me that I really do feel like crap for a reason... and that I really am sick. Otherwise, I feel guilty for staying home and I feel lazy...
but it hurts to move.
Todd did take Mollie and I for a walk. I thought it would be good for me to get a bit of fresh air and to get off the couch.
This is how I felt.
This is no way to spend a long week-end.
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