...that's where I have been most of the day, and where I am headed to again.
My head feels like it is splitting in two. When I stand and (try to) walk it feels more like 24 pieces. I think it would be pretty comfortable to have a crow come and pluck out my eyeballs right about now.
It is fitting that my last post was about how grown-up Corynn is getting because it was her who made breakfast this morning, helped Andrew get dressed, did animal chores and left a cup of iced tea on my bedside this morning. It was also she who prayed that I'd get feeling better this afternoon at lunch.
What would I do without her?!