Though still cleaning out my intestines, this virus that took over my body seems to have abated to some reasonable extent. I'm back to walking about in the real world, milking the goats on a regular schedule without the help of the wee children, and I actually took an entire shower last night without passing out. That's real progress.
So, I'm off to work at the greenhouse today. (What? You didn't know I took the greenhouse job? Did I forget to submit "Part Four?" Sheesh. My apologies. More on that later. I'm suddenly feeling a bit...lightheaded. ::swoon::)
When we finish our watering responsibilities at the greenhouse today, the older children, Bo and I are heading Up North (read: "The Big City") to take in Pirates of the Carribean. As my daughter Bard would say, "WOOT!"
Today's lesson: Being sick is bad, but it's worse than the alternative. No, not being healthy, silly! I meant being dead!
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