…or some other awful bug has me very ill; swollen throat, upper respiratory ickiness. Am flat-out sick. The setbacks with Todd don’t help. Talked to his dad last night and they’re in the air to Holland right now; hearing the VA doc say, “well know more when we get on the ground” was poignantly reassuring, somehow. So I’m going to do some blogging here and work on a column, to try and move through the fever, the anguish. Drinking carrot juice, sipping soup (can’t swallow solids), and HB is doting on this sick girl ever so sweetly.
possibly the flu
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