With my immune system shot to heck, it's taking me longer to get over this darn cold. I've coughed enough for several people.
My husband did have a minor brainstorm last night, and brewed me some tea with wild cherry bark I'd bought at the hippie store awhile back. Tasted like furniture polish, but really cut the cough.
Worked for about 4 hours. After I drank a cup, I put the rest in the fridge and promptly forgot it was in there. About 3am, after coughing for 2-3 hours...off and on...remembered. Mixed it with some Lemon Zinger. Much better. Now it tastes like Lemon Pledge. But gosh, it works.
My girls are holding the fort today so far in terms of my mom's care, but I'm hiding in our bedroom, at least for now. She was talking to oldest daughter about what to get for dinner, but we already have stuff. I realize she wants to be involved, yet her idea would include shopping, which nobody wants to do. The girls have all been sick.
Too many generations and way too many females in this house.
I just want to walk through the house, do what I do and not feel I have to explain myself. As soon as I go to check on my mom, she's gonna want to wrestle about dinner. She's like a dog with a bone with her stroke brain. It's hard to continually have to give allowances for that.
But my girls...we together have such a kinship. Without them, I couldn't manage any of this. They are truly awesome. I never had sisters, but 3 daughters are such a gift. Never do I take it for granted.