Man do I hate being sick. Especially when caring for a two year old. Doesn't he know that yesterday I would have been thrilled to watch Fire Trucks three times in a row with him on my lap? And being pregnant, not being able to do what I really want to do - take a big pill and zonk out. I've convinced myself that I feel better today. Oprah and the couch help with that. Thank God for Su-sue taking G even when I'm just at home sick.