Today I feel much more like myself, except if exceed my 6 hour Motrin window my body starts to ache and everything suddenly seems a lot less pleasant. So much for getting fit this month -- I haven't been able to do a single sit-up since I had that cough a few weeks ago because it still feels like someone is stabbing me in the ribs every time I take a deep breath. I guess I could try, but that seems like a bad idea. I'm much more in favor of the idea that I should be fully recovered in every area before I even think of exercising again. Besides, this way leaves me a lot more time for knitting and Downton Abbey.
My mom leaves for the airport in a few hours. So sad to see her go. Camille is going to have a rough re-entry the next several days as Nana won't be around to cater to her every desire. Camille will walk over to the bean bag chair, sit down and pat the space next to her -- that's her way of ordering Nana to "sit down right here and bring your iPad with you."
The boys are gone this weekend to a rugby tournament so after Nana leaves it's going to be me and Girly and a bucketful of Motrin.
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We're just getting over it. Sucks. For a while I though I was going to feel that way the rest of my ancient life. But after a week, the sun started to shine and life seemed possible again. Thank God for Motrin!
"the rest of my ancient life"--Nana Barbara, you are a hoot (and no where near ancient--I've seen pictures!)!!
Robin, I'm so sorry you're sick again. :( Praying that you bounce back quickly, and that Camille instantly thinks that amusing herself is the best thing EVER. :)
Rob - the bit about being a zombie and praying for death to come quickly made me nearly choke. So well said and so how I feel when I'm sick!
Chet does similar things with my mom and her ipad. ;) He cries bitterly if she shows up without it. Why would she even bother coming without her ipad??? :)
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