I spent one more night on the couch, but will probably be in the bedroom again tonight. I couldn’t get comfy at all last night, everything was just wrong. Don’t ask why it was all wrong, because I can’t begin to explain it. The couch was wrong. I cammed from the living room last night,…
I’m so tired of feeling awful. I spent another night on the couch, partly because the cough is easier to manage, partly because I was worried about Podrick. Shawshank tucked me in and set me up with a cup of water. I woke up a bunch overnight, usually too warm, sometimes too chilly. At some…
Good morning from the Plague House. We’re all up and about. We’re a house full of snot, just runny noses and congestion and general sick for nearly everyone this weekend. Shawshank is feeling somewhat better, and has taken over the position of “medical harasser”: he’s the one who asks “did you take anything yet? Do…