Knocking on Heaven's Door

February 02, 2014 by Adam in Adam

Okay, I wasn't quite that sick yesterday, but it sure felt like it.  I'd been feeling cruddy since Wednesday, and hoped that after a good night's sleep Friday night I'd be finally better.  Unfortunately I took a turn for the worst at breakfast.  Joanna made this great breakfast when she saw I wasn't up for it.   I managed a few bites of dutch baby and a few sips of mocha, before I excused myself to lie down.

What followed was thankfully lost to my fevered memory.  There was vomiting and writhing in pain, followed by sleep.  Joanna kept checking up on me and taking good care of me.  Emma, who has a sore throat herself, was extra sweet, as was Berry.  I stumbled downstairs for dinner.  Joanna made some great soup that I managed to eat and have seconds of.  I got Emma to bed and watched a show with Sam and Joanna.

I was only up a couple times with a cough and managed to get a full night's sleep.  I cleaned the kitchen and made breakfast.  Joanna and the little kids went to church.  I played D&D with Sam and Emma.  My ears finally popped and I haven't had painkillers for almost five hours.  Feeling normal feels so good.