I'm sick, but not because of Dwane being home. I've been sick for a couple of days. The weekend must have gotten to me. I felt horrible Sunday, then Monday. Now today. Hope to feel better tomorrow. Need my strength.
Dwane is resting soundly after a meal of Marie Calendar's turkey pot pie. He loves those things. Salty plus! Whew!
I gave him more of his medication to help him sleep deeply. He has a slight fever, but that's expected, I hear. I don't know, I'm no medicine man.
I worry for him. I hate to leave him by himself while I'm at work. Shouldn't complain. I'm not alone in these situations. Buck up, Skip. Dwane will get better.