The bad news:

1) Urgent Care was closed last night, and we couldn't get an appointment with her regular doctor until after 2:00 p.m. today. I went ahead and crashed there last night, not knowing when she'd be able to go—and wanting to make sure she got a ride there.

2) Because she's unable to host our out-of-town cousins due to this illness, I'm doing it;

3) I have the messiest, dirtiest house in the history of cluttered houses, and only had about an hour today to try to fix that;

4) I only slept 2-3 hours last night, and got in maybe a 45-minute nap today;

5) Did I mention that our house is dirty and messy?

The adrenaline is wearing off (or maybe the tranqs are kicking in). And yet I'm almost afraid to go to sleep: there's this fear that I won't wake up for days.

Also, I need to go clean some spoons off; what if everyone wants cereal for breakfast this morning? Jeez; I must be insane.

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