Thursday night I came home early and crashed from 2 p.m. until 6:30 a.m. Friday morning. Much of it was in a sort of twilight sleep underscored by cramps, nausea and shivering. I can thank my kids for the latest plague.
Later this morning, Lael walks up to me with an art creation using a plastic golf ball and tees. My wife swears she had nothing to do with it. Regardless, it made my convalescing day a bit better.