Crawling Slowly Up The Stairs
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*soft smile* "Bone-cold", you say? Keep warm, little one... dress as you need to, sleep with as many blankets and as much clothing as you can pile on. I only wish I was there to keep you warmer... and that I'd some way to feed you, poor little thing.

Half-awake... it's Saturday, I have NO idea what plans are for today, and there's not that much to eat here either. Hrm. Must find something to nosh on before my stomach tries to come out my ears.

Again.

Yes, it's still a bit upset, can't do much about that really other than wait and take the anti-nausia meds when the worst of it hits. I don't have all THAT many of 'em, so I am trying to save them to use on an as-needed basis.

Tired. Gonna crawl back to bed soon. I just ate a bit of cereal and while it's sitting ok, my body apparently thinks it can only do one thing at a time, and digesting is, at the moment, that one thing. So. Bed.

Damn. You know you're tired when it seems almost too much work to GET to bed to fall asleep. Easier to just pass out here in the chair, right? *twitches, yawns*

Bed.

I can make it.

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