I couldn't help the kids get off to school or talk to them about how their day went. I couldn't make dinner or clean the house or do laundry (all the things I normally grumble about doing). I just laid on the couch and concentrated on breathing while drifting in and out of consciousness. I helplessly watched Henry destroy the house and relied on others to get my kids to and from school.
I decided that the thing I hate most about being sick is that I waste an entire day of my life that I can never get back!!
Today I feel much better, not 100%, but I can function. Now to make up for missing yesterday...
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