I took a sick day today. Woke up with a headache. Took one of my magic headache pills. Slept all day.
My mother remains in hospital. My father visited her, not feeling well himself. I thought he had been admitted as well, but my information was incorrect. He should have been admitted, and should still be so; but he is at home this evening.
I slept until nearly supper time, at which time I got up, fed Newbie, and went back downstairs to rest some more. Quite frankly, I would like to go back to bed now. I guess I'm fighting something, and it may be winning a conditional victory.
I'm gonna transcribe/dictate a couple parts of an interview and go to bed, folks.
S'later.
Bevboy
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