I’m sick.

Probably the flu.

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My husband had it first and gave it to me.

I have either been taking care of him or, as of this morning, he has been taking care of me.

Food doesn’t sound good. Early this morning, I had a homemade chicken soup starter I had canned last year; it’s everything except the pasta.

Now, I’m sipping on homemade bone broth before I go back to bed.

My body hurts, my glands are swollen, and my nose is running.

What do you do when you are sick?

I wanted to let you know this is why I’m not writing.