Under the weather

Been pretty grounded since last Thursday. Not sure which bug I picked up. Just letting the fever, cough and so forth work its way through. Was moved to write this in the wee hours Sunday night. Something about surrendering to sickness feels blissfully healthy for me....

Fever & chills & sweats, oh my

Words you don’t want to hear from your doctor: Boy are you sick. Those words rung in my ears this morning as he gave me my diagnosis — strep throat. But I guess his first clue was the fact that I couldn’t keep my head up on the examining table so...