Yesterday was miserable. Closed airways, heavy lungs, all over aches and nothing good going on with how I was feeling. Bunny brought me home cold medication, and we spent the day curled up on the couches watching Grey's Anatomy (season two) while he played with my hair and rubbed my feet.
Um, wait. That's a pretty sweet deal. I mean, I felt like crap ... but somehow, feeling like crap with the man who loves you there taking care of you is bearable. It might even be better than having my mother take care of me when I'm sick.
Today I'm starting to feel better. Still down in the dumps, but it's like the air has lifted. Here's hoping tomorrow's even better.