Cloudy With A High In The Low 80s

Two Years Ago

It's just Rami and me at 8:40 as we wait for Evie to rise and take care of us two sad sacks. I still feel terrible — coughing, tired, and struggling to sleep. Last night at 3:00, Beth must have heard me coughing because she brought in a humidifier and a hot lemon-and-honey drink, both good for a cough. What a daughter.

Yesterday was not much of a day. Evie spent it looking after Rami and me — fetching drinks, making breakfast and lunch, things like that. I spent a good part of the day in bed, I was so tired. We let the dogs out at some point and then had trouble getting them back inside. I don't have much of an appetite, despite Evie's efforts to get me to eat. I showered and felt a little better, then tried to nap after lunch — but we ended up going back to Urgent Care because I felt so bad. I liked the doctor. He took his time and reluctantly prescribed antibiotics just in case, along with Benadryl and lots of liquids, but mostly I'll just have to wait it out.

Dinner was pizza, and we watched Jon Hamm in the second season of Your Friends & Neighbors. Everyone went to bed around 9:00, but I stayed up and watched another episode of The Capture.