I think he’s finally asleep
In which the author works while her loved-one sleeps fitfully; also a meditation on the differing natures of illness.
Saturday C said that I have the stronger immune system.? Thinking back on 9 years together, I have to concede that he’s correct, much as I tend to forget it.
Twice now I’ve had a cold, where when he caught it, the dang thing went to bronchitis.? And now he’s just miserable, barely able to blow his nose, a little faint, coughing violently and bringing up gnarly stuff.? I’m waiting to hear from the doctor after she gets all the stuff from our visit on Saturday.
Last night he didn’t sleep at all.? We both went to bed late, mostly because of the time change (Daylight Savings wreaks havoc on my brain!), and when I fell asleep he was in another room reading.? When I woke up at 6, he was still there, working on another book.? He dozed briefly earlier, snoring in cadence with Maddy, but woke up coughing.
Now the house is quiet, except for the sound of these keys.? I’m glad to be teleworking so I can be on deck if needed.? Easier to get work done without fretting.
(And me?? I’ve gone from about 60% on Friday to about 90% today.? The occasional cough/sniffle, but otherwise I feel fine.)
Wow– that really is a bad one you two caught! Glad you’re feeling better, and hope C gets well soon!
That does sound like a bad one. Glad you’re better, hope C gets better soon.
Thanks, guys. We’re off to the doctor again this afternoon. This really has been the sickest winter I can remember….