My Hero

I did­n’t sleep at all last night, and woke sam­bear this morn­ing cry­ing in pain.

He gal­lant­ly got med­i­cine into me, then took a half-day off to get Katie to an appoint­ment that could­n’t be resched­uled and take care of me.

I could­n’t even find my glass­es this morn­ing, and my con­tacts weren’t coop­er­at­ing, so I spent most of the time that I was awake blind as a bat. My tum­my was unhap­py, so I man­aged to get myself dry toast.

Now, dry toast isn’t exact­ly some­thing I think to pro­tect. Who would want it?

Shel­ley, appar­ent­ly. Yep, I sat my saucer down on the bed, and the beast helped herself.

I can only assume that she feels no bet­ter than I do.

Cyn is a proud Mommy & Mémé, professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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