sick-s

I celebrated my sixth anniversary in an urgent care, thereby stranding my husband at work without food or transportation. L's troublesome cough was apparently a symptom of the penuemonia in her right lung. She started vomitting bile and blood the second my dad and grandmother arrived on our doorstep. She is such a trooper, and I'd give the world for her to not have to go through this.

Our house is finally settling down. Medicine was dispersed, food was served, and beds were pulled down. Hopefully Friday will bring a little more calm and an opportunity to celebrate #6.