The first year would be the worst- so I was told.
The second year has been better- for the most part.
Except I’ve been sick since end of August; it’s now November.
I did have one full week of a reprieve- between a near four week stint with DAILY fevers resulting in a birthday visit to the ER and this cough I’ve had for four weeks which has evolved into a stuffy head, leaving me gasping for breath.
I can’t take much more of this.
I’m so tired all the time because I’m sick all the time.
And I’m just so sick and tired of being so bloody sick and tired all the time!
At least she hasn’t been getting as sick as me this year.