Long day, feeling as though my chest was caving in. Breathing got tighter as the day progressed, with intermittent wheezy-coughing beginning in the evening.
Luckily, I don’t work tomorrow. Oh wait, that’s a dream hahahaha. Nope, full day of clinic ahead.
Trying to figure out now how to work without coughing on anyone, although without a doubt that’s how I got into this mess in the first place.
Viruses looooove company. They love to make you just sick enough that you move slower and cough on everyone, so that they can make little virus babies everywhere. It’s a very efficient way to propagate their species, and it completely sucks.
But it wasn’t all bad. Snippets of joy threaded through the day. Listening to my small one ask me increasingly funny questions as he becomes slightly easier to understand.
A family that I enjoy at the end of the day, just being their awesome selves.
Chatting with my girls over the dinner table.
Stealing an hour in the middle of the day to write, revise, repeat.
Hopefully, my little virus pet shuffles off to buffalo tomorrow and I can get back to enjoying my previously scheduled life.