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Deep Thoughts

How many bottles of Motrin can one family consume in a week?

How many days in a row can I spend in the house before going nutty?

Which is worse? Sadie on meds and going stir crazy or Sadie off meds and telling me how terrible she feels every 20 seconds?

How long will it take me to reschedule Sawyer's surgery, Ellyn's neurology appointment, and Ellyn's O.T.? All of which I have had to cancel this week.

Why does it take all day to clean up a room full of pillows, blankets, medicine cups, p.j.s, kleenex, and drinking glasses?

Will Mike and I be immune or will we too fall victim to this evil, vile, sickness?

How many nights in a row will I miss two hours or more of sleep right in the midst of my REM cycle (I don't know if it is but it sounds good doesn't it?)?

Where have the days gone where I was able to just sit and hold a sick child on my lap all day long and read a book and kind of enjoy the down time?

What am I going to make for dinner tonight?

Why am I so blessed as to never have had this kind of thing happen while Mike was gone and so blessed to have him here now?

The end of all of my incredible deep and penetrating questions

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Dad said…
As long as you liver holds out. Kenn

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