There is hope...
No fever this morning. Yay. I view that as a sign that there is a light st the end of the tunnel. My thought processes are quite scrambled and I am not myself, but someday soon I may be.
Tis a mystery to me how a human can sleep as much as I have and still be this tired.
I feel as if I've lost an entire week of my life.
Now Erin and Anah are sick. We are a lovely bunch.
Must go try to eat even though the mere thought of food is loathsome, I really don't need to lose more weight as I'm down 5 lbs already.
My attitude is slipping into the dark depths which doesn't help.
I think I'll take a bath.
I'm out of here.