Still Here

Yep, I'm alive...barely. Some days are better than others, but basically I spend my time trying not to, well, you know. I don't drive any farther than I absolutely must, since the motion of the car makes me nauseous. I don't speak to people unless I'm sure only words will come out. I take one of my anti-vomiting pills before I have to go to work, and that seems to get me through. I try not to cook raw meat...I try not to clean it up either. Miguel's been pulling double and triple duty around here. Not only does he put in a full day at work, but when he comes home, he takes Angie off my hands, sometimes cooks her dinner and almost always cleans up the kitchen. Then, he gives her a bath and puts her to sleep. All the while, I curl up on the bed or the couch, trying not to move too much. I hope this ends soon. In the event that it doesn't, though, I'm going to be visiting an accupuncturist soon. So, until the next time I feel able to think enough to write a post...good tidings!