no, the above is not a new radio station.
it's the temp that dave reached all by his talented self last night despite ibuprofen, and other 'nsaids' - then i took kathleen's advice and shoved some acetaminophen down his gullet and his fever started dropping.
and a nice cool bath where i put buckets of water over his head while he breathed in through clenched teeth.
he has the flu.
and i am exhaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuussssssssssssttttttttttteeeeeeeeeeeedddddddddddd.
and i have to work tomorrow.
and he is doing better. thankfully. but i am pooped.
1 comment:
i'm sorry hun, i hope dave is feeling better & that you're doing well too. all my love ~b
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