We've been sick, and continue to be sick...tis the season. Cough, cough, hack, hack. My ears start popping non-stop for about five minutes whenever I lay down. That one's new.
Naomi is a trooper- she wheezed out the following sentence late Sunday night: "Tomorrow (gasp)... I'll feel (gasp)... better." And she did- after several breathing treatments and some oral steroids. She's still coughing up a storm but is irrepressible- and loving the freedom of watching nonstop TV and wrecking the house while I take care of Nate.
Nate's feeling miserable, but he still manages to giggle now and again. Usually when I blow my nose. Nate's giggle is contagious, and ever so slowly we are also learning to pick up his precious attitude: "no matter how little you can control in life, you can still at least find something to giggle about." That, and: "cuddles are the best."
"Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion"- Steel Magnolias
Substitute brain fog and you've got us covered.
Not much happens around here while we're sick- but despite that we're doing pretty well and staying cheerful.
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