Wednesday, November 30, 2011
they have been taking turns with the fever. the other day all three at home, then as i thought they were good, one woke with a new round of fever. then today the last of them, the one that wasn't really sick, but nevertheless stayed home as his brothers recovered. well, now he is sick. even worse than the others (did that make any sense at all?)
i cannot tell you how thankful i am that i am again working from home. that i don't have to juggle with the various feelings of guilt that comes with sickdays at home. this is truly everyday-life luxury. the fact that my biggest regret from these days of sickness is not having had the chance to go for a run, says it all, how lucky i really am.
so he's here with me today, at home. he is sleeping close to me on the couch, i can hear his heavy breathing, and i am here everythime he wakes up and needs to be comforted.
as much as i don't like him to be sick, to be tied to this house for days, i feel grateful that i can be here today.