It’s a day of being in and out of consciousness. A fever of 101.2 and a headache that after three baths, twenty-six naps and a few pain relievers is still going strong.
I didn’t think I’d be able to write today, even though I thought about it the entire day.
How to tell you I wasn’t going to make it was top my mind.
I could use a good cry, my body feels saturated with sadness and pain.
Dave keeps trying to push Thanksgiving leftovers on me. “Turkey?” “Mashed potatoes?”
Yuck! A handful of green grapes, two bites of ramen is all I need.
I’m going to go. Hopefully my fever will break soon.
Love, Jaclynn
Going On 40 