I've been sick. I took care of a lady who had Gastroenteritis and no matter how many times I washed my hands I knew I was going to get it. She had butt water. it was everywhere. I think it just seaped into my pores. So, to say the least, I have been feeling like shit, literally, shit. Stomach ache, snot, achy. I just want to curl up and sleep.
Olive cried last night when I said I just can't go to the Burrito place with you guys (as my stomach is rolling) "You never eat with us any more!!!!!!" So I sucked it up and went. Then rolled around in bed clutching at my bowels.
I took some medicine before bed then had all those crazy sick people dreams. You know, dead parents hanging out in the back ground. A few of the dead brothers. I actually think I wrote a novel in that dream and I KNEW I should have written it down as soon as I woke up, but now I have forgotten it. Hey, on the good side, my mom (the dead one in the dream) kept telling me how great it was.
I finally completed the Vlad Shawl. I can now check" knitting lace" off my bucket list. I don't wear shawls so not sure where this one will end up.
The weather is crazy hot out and of course I feel to sick to enjoy it.
Maybe I'll spend a bit of time trying to remember how that novel started.
write ya later
m
Maybe I'll spend a bit of time trying to remember how that novel started.
write ya later
m
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