Yesterday was a toughie. Jes stayed in bed most of the day until late in the afternoon. It was tough, but I made the executive decision to sit in bed with her. She was armed with her textbooks and I was armed with magazines and tea. I massaged her hand and arm when needed and, in general, gave a decent amount of self-depreciating humor. Well, I did at least until I was banished from the room for talking too much (blush). But let me tell you, when I WAS allowed to speak, laughing almost always ensued and that, after all, was my main goal. My thoughts are if your feel like crap physically, then you should at the very least be allowed to laugh as much as possible.
Jes is being a real trooper. She hurt like heck yesterday, but knows that this is a good course to take in the search for a cause, or cure, and to find out exactly what her symptoms ARE and treat them accordingly.
Unfortunately she wasn’t able to go to school yesterday. I gave her a couple of Tylenol PMs last night and HOPE HOPE HOPE that they helped her to sleep a little better. If so, our goal for today is to get into school for at least one class and to make up the test she missed on Monday. That would give her two hours so far this week. I continue to say this, but we are so blessed that the school has been easy to work with.
Lets keep our chin up for a better day for everyone who is in need of one.