Okay, well, I am still in bed…but at least I am now able TO SIT UP IN BED. This week of HIDEOUS AFFLICTION has been UNPRECEDENTED and STRICTLY OFF TRACK. To my oh, so understanding writing partner, the oh, so awesome journalist with whom I had to cancel an interview, and my oh, so poor unfortunate husband and gusband for having to endure a largely unconscious wife and slusband…my MOST SINCERE APOLOGIES.
On the other hand, thanks be to gaud and everybody for your lovely thoughts of healing and fancy suggestions for creative flu curatives! Special thanks go out to Netflix for allowing me to watch “Valley of the Dolls” on a fabulous, feverish, never-ending loop; Starbucks Coffee for their delicious, life-giving soy lattes which were procured and hand-delivered unto me by numerous, adorable, severely put-upon offspring; The MIGHTY Proctor and Gamble Company, for both their DIGNITY-RESTORING BABY WIPES and their magickal shamanic potion, NyQuil, which brings on dreams and visions that can and will change the world (well, MY world, anyway); and the noble and imperious Czarina Pearlina — for sitting vigil on my pillow as I wind and wander my way back to blistering good health.
I shall return!