I have bronchitis. Creativity has gone out the door. I am down for the count. I keep praying that I will be well enough to be able to spend the holidays with my family. Its been two days now and it doesn’t seem to be getting better. Well at least I’m awake right now. I’ve been sleeping almost non-stop.
The thing is that on Friday. I was scared for my children. With Jason having special needs, I didn’t know what I was going to do. I could barely keep my eyes open. When you are sick, I remember worrying about Faith but not like this. I had to try to figure out how to keep him occupied if I fell asleep. I had to make sure that both of my children were safe since Jason can become violent. It all has worked out but it scared me a lot.