I hate being sick!

Saturday, I started feeling a little more off than usual. I went with my parents to visit my grandparents in the nursing home. By the time I got home a couple of hours later, I knew something was up. By Sunday morning, I was feeling like I had an elephant sitting on my chest and I had a fever of 102. I had a feeling that I had bronchitis. Sure enough, that's what I have. I went to the doctor yesterday and she gave me a z pack. I was told to stay home Monday and Tuesday. I felt like I've been runover by an 18 wheeler but I think I'm on the road to recovery. I sound like the bad guy from an 80s cartoon when I talk. I am feeling a little peppier this afternoon. Poor Hope is missing her walks and is going stir crazy. Oh well. She'll get over it.

On a brighter note, the referrals came in. I'm so happy for all the parents who saw their children's faces for the very first time. Congratulations