I wake up feeling oogy but feel surprisingly better when I actually get up to fix my son breakfast. I smirk as I recall Sarah’s admonishment to take it easy.
“Let people wait on you. No cooking, dishes or vacuuming.”
After pancakes (microwaveable, thank you God), I fixed sauteed cabbage because it needs to be cooked or it will go bad and I will get my second injection in the next twenty minutes. I don’t know how I’ll feel.
After the injection (there are actually two) my mom finally checks in confirming that she will take Diallo to his inline skating class. Thank you!!!! I grab something for him to put on and go to the car to get his gear. She is running late and wants his stuff on sans skates, of course.
My girlfriend called this morning to check on me. She is in town and has been looking forward to taking me out for my birthday which was celebrated with Hurricane Sandy. Great. I want to go but my body does not. I am hopeful that I can get some rest and at least do dinner and one cocktail.