I don't know exactly what that smells like, but it definitely smells sick in here. Alex is better. Not all the way, not by a long shot, but she's better enough to drag herself through school and then run a couple of errands before going to bed at 7pm each night. I have done a lot of seventh grade homework lately.
Aunt Elaine is still sick and every time she coughs her face turns bright red. She coughs so hard that I would really not be surprised if a lung falls out of her mouth and goes plop on the floor.
Danielle is still not better. Every morning I ask if she wants me to make her breakfast. Every morning she says no. Every day I cut my last period and race home to make Dani some food before I go to work. Alex is not allowed to go to sleep until they've both eaten and drank. I have done a lot of ninth grade homework lately.
Any day now I expect to wake up sick. Who is going to do MY homework?
2 comments:
In my small circle of real live friends, most of who are moms, we always say that moms don't get sick, you just muddle through and hope you don't get what the rest of the house has...maybe you built up some immunity with your battle a few weeks back, fingers crossed for you to stay well...the caretaker role is not easy but you're handling it with grace and skill woman.
If it were remotely ethical or at least if there were plausible deniability, I'd do your homework for you if you were down with disease :-)
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