My 14-year old daughter has a really terrible cold. She’s been sick for at least a week now but the past three or four days have been bad, so bad that she wanders downstairs to sit in the recliner in my office, wrapped in a blanket so she can watch television with me (while I work) and complain about how much her back and jaw and pinkie-finger hurt. She tries to breathe while complaining that her feet are so cold, her face is so hot and she can’t sleep, will never sleep again and actually wants to go to school tomorrow but probably can’t since she can’t breathe.
She left a literal trail of used tissues from here to there plus clumpy piles of used tissues surrounding the recliner. I haven’t picked them up because I am scared that I might transfer these nasty germs from the tissues to my innards where they will multiply and ruin the rest of January for me.
So instead, my office is littered with used tissues. Awesome. Tomorrow I will pick them up.
Since she was a baby, she has refused to take medication, so tonight she refused all my offers and just wallowed in her misery. Poor thing.
She even WANTS to go to school tomorrow because she hasn’t gone anywhere or done anything or even left the house in three days. I hope she’ll feel better but I am fully prepared to call the school office and report her absence.
In other news, tonight Malibu the Cat stole my fork.