As the day goes on, I feel worse and worse; I did get my prescription and the Ibuprofen, thanks, but now all I want to do is go to bed and sleep.
I’ve had a rash the last couple of days (CFIDS) and it has been on my back and I can’t find my back scratcher.
My stomach has been pretty upset and I don’t understand that (probably more CFIDS). I’ll sit here quietly for a while and maybe get a few more paragraphs of the Will done. Or not.
I think I want my mother to make me some Cream O’ Wheat and some toast and cocoa...
My mother tried to get me to eat toast in milk once. I got better.
I’ve cleaned the boys’ room and started on their laundry. Pat and James are back; no word from Tom yet. Maybe I’ll get the other boys’ wash done before he gets home. If not, he gets bumped to the front of the line because he’s leaving again tomorrow!