What inevitably happens when you keep cuddling sick 6 year old who has a raging fever? That’s right. Two sickies in the house now. Feeling soooo cooooold even while bundled up in a sweater, socks, and two fleece blankets. Mind is in a complete mush and runs a mile a minute when I try to catch some zzzzzs – reviewing entire life from when I was three all the way to potential (not entirely unpleasant) scenarios through the end of 2013. All things considered, little A seems to be more of a poised trooper than self. N and little N are still hanging in so far (pleeeeease, don’t fall sick too!). N has made arachuvitta vengaya sambar, potato roast, and podalangai curry for lunch. Which all looks v. appetizing but somehow I am not able to get past sipping OJ and get started on the eating.
Hmmmm…. looks like sick leave (that I have been too busy to take so far) and fortuitous weight loss are on their way for me this week. No, I am not saying “bring it on”. Just want to be done. Meow.