I have been sick with a little stomach bug... it started last night. But I went to my inservice meeting this morning like a good soldier and drove the kids to school. Then I spent the day in bed hazing in and out of wakefulness. Michele, my lovely friend, agreed to get Anna after drama. At some point I dragged myself downstairs to eat a banana, applesauce, and some crackers. When Anna got home she brought me apple juice, although I guess that is not the best choice. I felt better after a soak in the tub and I stopped falling asleep. It felt like maybe I was turning a corner.
Then out of the blue, two of my former seminary students called and said they wanted to bring me lemon cake. Homemade, light-as-air cake with lemon curd and whipped cream. Torture! I told them I was not really eating today, that I was sick, that I love lemon curd and they were killing me. They offered to bring a slice anyway, that maybe I could eat it when I felt better. So I got dressed and before long, Thomas and Savannah were visiting with me in the front room. They ate cake; we chatted; Anna put a huge slice of cake for me in the fridge.
When they left I changed back into my polka dot pjs and got back into bed. My tummy is still a bit off, so the cake will have to wait. It stinks to be sick. But it was such a treat to be visited!
Update: Tummy better, still a bit off. But now my girl is sick... so I checked on my cute visitors. And yes, one of them is sick. Not such a treat.
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