December 19, 2007
Being sick is no fun. Being sick on your birthday when you have all kinds of plans is even less fun. I woke up with a respiratory thing and just felt wiped out. My mom blessed me with the gift of childcare while I went home and back to bed. I feel quite a bit better now (less of a headache and no longer nauseated), but breathing is not normal and neither is my voice. I am not backing out of my plans to go to the Wild Animal Park because I am sure the ice cold air will be just what my sick little lungs need. I just want to go. And it is my birthday, so I can do whatever I want, right? I just hope no one else gets this, especially the little ones. Just in time for Christmas.
Comments
Georgia (g-dawg fo shizzle):
hear hear. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Again - I already called you today:) but hey, your birthday is only once a year. Cant wait for tonight! Love you!
December 19, 2007 12:36 PM
Tisra:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Erika! I am so sorry you’re sick, but bless your mom for giving you the best brithday present a sick daughter could want. I’m sick today too. Winter and colds go together, sadly. We’ll kick it in the butt though and have a marvelous Christmas day cold-free! How’s that for speaking in faith?! :-)
December 19, 2007 2:10 PM
Krista:
Well it is technically not your b-day anymore, 1:13 a.m.! I should really be in bed. I hope that your night went well though and I will be praying that you feel better and that your little ones stay healthy. Happy Birthday!
December 20, 2007 1:16 AM