Sick again. Weak trembling. Spending too much time with john — but at least I have royal seating.
Today a new symptom assailed me — swollen joints. My knees, elbows and knuckles are puffy, stiff and sore. And an old symptom remains — the stuffy nose and congested lungs.
I am achy and sore and miserable. My eyes burn and even my hair hurts. You all play nice without me while I crawl into a corner and sleep.
Been feeling icky since Wednesday night and it just keeps getting worse.
Before Amoeba left for church he told me to stay in bed. I can’t reach my computer from there, but don’t worry. I will get back in bed as soon as I hear the garage door open.
Amoeba also poked ibuprophen in me this morning and made me wash it down with ice water even though I have the chills. I was rolled up tight like a fat little sausage in its casing and Amoeba straightened the blankets and pulled my arms out of the covers. Meany.
His hands were wonderfully cool and I loved them on my face and neck. Isn’t that funny since I’m freezing?
I’m not at my best today and this computer screen is not my friend. My eyes and I are going to a darkened room. I’ll be by to visit if I live. G’night.