Nov 21, 2003 16:10
*wipes her nose with a tissue, sneezes again* The joy of being sick. Sorry I haven't gotten around to calling everyone.
Ian, you take care of yourself, you hear me? I don't know when you're getting out of the hospital, but when you find out, give me a call, and I'll stop and see you.
*laughs as she watches Dashiell playing with the dogs*
Guess I should spend some time with my son.