Well, as of tomorrow I have been sick for a week. Now it's threatening to go into my chest, which will be just great.
Thanksgiving went just fabulously, except my mom ended up cooking almost everything, making me feel terribly guilty. Even though she *loves* to cook and insists that she wouldn't know what to do with herself if she had to just sit there. I have her to thank, though, that everything came out great.
After the folks left, I started feeling crappy again, so I went to bed but was up much of the night either taking care of Keelan or not sleeping because my throat hurt. I did get to sortof sleep in this morning.
I yelled at Coralie today, for no good reason, really(other than I feel like shit and have much less patience than usual), and she cried and said to me, 'I WANT DADDY'. And my heart broke a little at that, she's never said that to me before...
Keelan was very fussy and extra clingy today, probably because he knows I don't feel well and have been tense lately.
Thank God it's the weekend.
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