holding my breath
I spent all of yesterday sick in bed. Fortunately, it was the last day of Brian's February break, so he was here to take care of me and the kids. Mireille slept most of the day with me. I am feeling better today, must have been a 24 hour stomach virus. I am still a bit wary of eating anything, though, and feeling a bit weak. I'm really hoping the kids don't get this. I hope that Mireille, at least, will be safe since she is, hopefully, getting the antibodies through my breast milk. So, now, I am just holding my breath, waiting.
I was supposed to be writing a paper this week. The submission deadline is March 15, and I don't know if I am going to make it. I was really counting on getting some time to work on it yesterday, and hoping for a speadier reply from my former advisor on the draft I sent to her. I am not too worried about the writing part, it is mostly already there from my dissertation, but the formatting and graph revamping is going to be a pain. Plus I just have so little time. I made some headway Thursday, but then I had to tend my babies and then I got sick and I am afraid I have lost my momentum. I'm going to try and get some work done today, but we'll see. There is a political meeting I was supposed to go to, but I think Brian and Lucien are going to go and leave me and Mireille here. I just don't feel up to going out.
I was supposed to be writing a paper this week. The submission deadline is March 15, and I don't know if I am going to make it. I was really counting on getting some time to work on it yesterday, and hoping for a speadier reply from my former advisor on the draft I sent to her. I am not too worried about the writing part, it is mostly already there from my dissertation, but the formatting and graph revamping is going to be a pain. Plus I just have so little time. I made some headway Thursday, but then I had to tend my babies and then I got sick and I am afraid I have lost my momentum. I'm going to try and get some work done today, but we'll see. There is a political meeting I was supposed to go to, but I think Brian and Lucien are going to go and leave me and Mireille here. I just don't feel up to going out.