This is what my brain is currently full of. The sickness lingers, mutates, attacks various bits of me at random intervals. It burns when I talk. My spine hurts. My jaw won't unlock for several seconds after I yawn. It's odd.
But I'm sure it's nothing. Most likely, as usual, I'm reacting to the medication much more than the illness. I'm sure that Joanna would be up and about, bathing the children, repainting the bathroom again, and sewing Renaissance costumes in my condition.
I have other thoughts but they are inaccessible at the moment. So I'm going to leave off. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be lucid. Sorry about the string of dull posts--well, duller than usual, anyway. Go over and read more interesting thoughts at the Christian Arts blog and join in the fun. I know I will.
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