I didn’t mean to fall off the face of the planet. It was a busy week around here the week of my last post, and then my husband left on a business trip. I had a dozen things planned. So, the day after he left, I got the flu. I didn’t think it was possible to get the flu in May, but I’m pretty sure I did. It’s been a week now, and I’m just starting to feel up to looking at things with words.
Silas, bless his heart, has been a champ. We napped 18 hours a day together. I got his meals in kind of on time. I let him in and out of the patio, where he can use the bathroom. I would feebly throw his toys a few times for him. He seemed to understand that it was all I could do, and he didn’t ask any more of me.
I’m hoping to get back in the swing of things now.
How are you?