shit, D came home sick, he thinks he has the flu
please don't let me get it, please don't let me get it, please don't let me get it.
Ben ,'The Killer In Me'
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shit, D came home sick, he thinks he has the flu
please don't let me get it, please don't let me get it, please don't let me get it.
I wish strength to you and your family, BT.
I am putting the kitchen back together. Can someone tell me why I have 5 boxes of jello pudding mix. It makes zero sense to me. I don't remember there being a hint that there might be a jello pudding shortage.
D has requested soup and gatorade. What else should I being home to make the poor sicky feel better?
pudding?
actually ginger ale and things that can be turned into smoothies. tissues with lotion. tea. eggs. coloring book ( ok maybe that is me) toast
popsicles. applesauce.
great suggestions, thanks! I've been drawing a blank, just sitting here worried about him home alone, now I have a shopping list and a purpose and I feel less helpless.
Good thoughts for Brody and his loved ones, bt. And for Burrell's niece.
And some general ~ma to spread around the Buffistas and their families, just in case.
Tea and honey. Crackers if his stomach is upset and disinfectant to spray on anything he touches so you don't get sick.
oh yes, disinfectant, good call. And I'm getting something of the immunity-booster ilk: placebo effect, go!