Orbits of a deluded mind

Wow, what a difference a day or a week makes. In my last entry, I thought I’d been over the bug for the most part. Unfortunately it saved the best for last. That Thursday night I’d had another coughing attack, from 10pm till 2am. This isn’t terribly helpful when you get up for work at 5:30a, but I still (foolishly) managed to slog my way to the office. All day Friday, I kept winding down and my breathing became increasingly labored. Rather than play it by ear, I left work early, picked up Christophe from daycare and headed home with the plan of leaving him in Sarah’s care in order to go to Kaiser.

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