Friday, July 2, 2010

Sick

Poor Hebs? No, I should have said poor Em (4x last night), poor Gee (5x today), and poor me (you don't want to know). What a horrid day four hours.*

*Bradley informs me I was only alone with the kids for four hours, because he did come home from work very early to rescue me. And I needed rescuing. I think I spent most of that four hours crying or curled up in a ball in pain. And then he came home, and I crashed for five hours. I still feel lousy, but not so prone to tears.

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