I figured Desmond would appreciate the sarcasm in this gif. Now, he too is full blown sick. Fever, throwing up, extreme fatigue. No complaints of a sore throat as yet.

Desmond had strep last year, and he had to go through two courses of antibiotics to get rid of it, poor kid. The second antibiotic does not taste like bubblegum. It tastes like dirty floor.

Fortunately, Desmond has an easier time taking medicine than Aislyn. I think his logical brain immediately understands that even if it tastes terrible, it’s going to help.

We don’t know what he has. Strep? COVID? Regular flu? It came on fast, just yesterday morning as a headache, and bloomed to full scale fever and vomiting by night.

I feel so badly for my family.

I’m the last man standing.

It’s important that I stay well so I can work this week. I’m going back to the store at least through February. Need the income.

It’s important, also, that the snow doesn’t get in my way. Retail doesn’t care if it’s blizzard ing outside; they want you there.

I didn’t think I’d lose after yesterday. I went just over 1,000 calories because I had two, high-calorie protein shakes and one too many snacks. But I still went down a tiny bit on the scale.

At least I can say that part of my life is going in the right direction, now.

I feel like I could go back to bed. The keys on my touch screen are blurring and multiplying. I might.

Caring for a sick child takes a lot of energy, especially if said child is afraid of medicine.

I signed up for this. I have to figure it out.