momentary spring
So it was Spring, it really was, even though it’s decided to be snowy cold again. Pictures from proper Springy Central Park this past Sunday:
better. mostly.
I am mostly better. I say this because I can actually get out of bed and I can speak normally in between coughing fits. I am also very tired most of the time. I
so it turns out “ill” was an understatement
After my fever hit 104 on Friday, Adam made me go to the doctor and what I’d thought was a spring cold was the flu, and it went and morphed into bronchitis just for
ill. boo.
So I managed to go the whole winter without getting sick and now I’ve spent the last two days in bed. I’m better today than yesterday or Monday but still coughing like it’s my
spring!
We bought tulips at the farmer’s market a few days ago and for awhile they stood up straight and now they are all woozy with springtime except for the one that’s still