I had an increasingly sore throat. During the faculty meeting after school, I just wanted to lay my head down on the table because I was so tired. My sore throat advanced to a congested head and just so much fatigue. (I have returned to the stairs feeling like a Herculean effort.)
I decided to give my handful of white blood cells a fighting chance and stay home from school.
Braeden stayed here last night and I went to bed about 30 minutes after he got here, which was sad. It's a little blessing that I get to see him a bit more before Mark takes him to the airport this morning. Besides that, I'm going to rest and drink all the water and cheer on my white blood cells.
4 comments:
I'm praying for you and your white blood cells!
We are sure all praying for you dear Thelma. Get well.
A wise choice to listen to your body. It does little good to "kick against the pricks."
I'm also cheering for your white blood cells!
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