Thank God I have a sister who's not afraid of germs. She brought me everything you see here PLUS crappy magazines to read in bed. I mean really? Who has a sister like that? Me, that's who.
And mom brought me chicken soup yesterday. Despite wanting to shrivel and just be whisked away to somewhere nausea doesn't exist, I was so happy to be taken care of by people who love me. Oh and I can't forget Madeline and Jack who kept me in a constant supply of ice for my 8000 beverages.
Today I'm 3/4 back to the land of the living. And it feels really, really nice.