Wednesday, May 21, 2003
my poor dear

my poor hubby is sick. he has a low grade fever, but is all cold and stuff.  I feel bad for him, hope that he gets well soon.  kayce slept with him all morning - i think that she could tell that he didn’t feel well.  he’s currently watching mash and drinking OJ. hopefully i can get him all well before he has to go to work on friday.  he hates his job, but we need him to work.  i wish that I made enough so that he could stay home.... ::cry::

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