home sick. it's not the way i remember. i have such fond elementary memories of day time television, vitamin c drops that tasted like candy, and my mom making cinnamon toast for me.
i spent my day reading and catching up on work emails. racking my brain hoping i didn't miss anything really important. i am pissed pissed pissed. it seems so unnecessary. i had been what my doctors call "stable" for so long. tomorrow i waste my morning at the doctors. again. hassle to get there. hassle to get back. rushing to make my meetings.
but the sun is shining and i have a good couch and jenckes has been laying on my belly since the morning. joe bought me gatorade and chicken soup and pot pies and gnocchis.
all my favorite sick-things.
i wish i could make blue cross reimburse me for my time.
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