and last night, ronnie offered to run to the pharmacy and make dinner.
i was presented with this...
mac n' cheese with a hotdog and a side of halls and chloraseptic.
even though this meal is probably better suited for an 8 year old boy
i appreciate the gesture.
and the meds.
plus i ate it all.
because of course, this isn't the kind of sickness where i'm throwing up and not hungry.
no, i still have my appetite.
which is really stupid, because i think if i have to be sick i might as well lose a few pounds at the same time.
but, i'm not that lucky.
happy freaking tuesday.