that's where i'm at, and i am hoping to pack up and leave flutown real soon. i have had a constant red solo cup full of ice cold water to sip on, and have had a steady diet of buttered toast. i made a pathetic trip to fred meyer this morning, with the hopes that getting out would make me feel better. i bundled up, complete with a toboggan, and by the time i got home, i was so exhausted i was pretty much done for the day. like i said, pathetic.
tomorrow, i'm giving it another go. one of the girls and i are headed to her neurologist appointment (an aside to jess: baby doctor? maternification clinic?).
okay, happier posts to come later this week:)