So even if I were better, I'd still be stuck here. My husband has come down with the chicken pox. I don't know what third grader's he's been hanging out with... but I wish I could be there to make him feel better. But I do NOT need to contract shingles, and my immune system is definitely compromised enough that it could happen if we were to have contact while he's still contagious.
And they never brought me lunch or dinner yesterday. Today I haven't gotten breakfast or lunch. I asked for the menus, so I could get lunch and dinner and I'm still waiting. I think the kitchen staff on the weekends is horrible. They're supposed to bring you a tray even if they don't have a menu for you. They're supposed to just make up something random. I haven't even seen a food tray person in two days. I know this is a lot of complaining, but I'm supposed to be eating EXTRA, and I'm worried I'll get hungry, but then won't have food and won't eat.... leading to the hungry nausea... meaning I just won't eat.
*sigh* Seven weeks on Wednesday. Is this how it will be when I die? I'm tempted to insist that I stay home when it comes time. But I worry that would be too hard on my family. ******** I'm lonely.
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