Jane stayed home with Greg today because I absolutely had to go in to work. When I got home I found that she was covered with a full body rash. A last-minute call to the doctor told me that it was probably the end part of her virus; that it sometimes manifests into a rash like this. It was too late to bring her in, so it's not an official diagnosis, but that's what he thought. She is, understandably, completely miserable still.
Me? Yeah, me too.
Words kind of fail me at this point.
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Sigh... words escape me at this point, too. Give yourself a supportive hug for me, will you?
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