In sickness and health, for richer or poorer
Monday afternoon Work. Eat lunch. Salad. From a Kampala restaurant. Seemed okay. At school, sit down for rest on stairs while getting kids. Nausea. Liz, do you still have some TP in the car? Drive home. Call Babe. Babe, I’ve been hit by something. Can’t get any milk, I say. Stop at gas station. No energy. […]
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