Monday night


My son Ezra made it through his baseball game in Northfield even though I was too sick to go. I have a temperature of 100 and no medicine or Tylenol. I have honey, tea & milk. No juice.
Suggestions would help. My eyes are burning. My head feels like a shrunken skull. My throat is beyond messed up. My legs stretch out and ache. My temples hurt. And every individual root of my hair is aching the ways my church says Christ’s pores did on the cross.
I can feel heat coming off of me.
Ezra just had this, but is all better now.
To top it off I am distrusting my doctor of 7 years who I love.
My nose runs and is clogged right now.