I must have what Julia had at the beach – except the throwing up (which probably would make me feel better – like you wanted to know that). I have been feeling terrible all day and can’t get rid of it. So, I have been in bed sleeping and eating crackers all afternoon. I think this is the least amount of food I have eaten for ages. Nothing like 3 pieces of dry toast (wheat of course) and 15 crackers (wheat here too). I called Tim around 3:45 and told him I needed him to come home and watch the kids – which he did.
Delton has been obssessed with death lately. I have no reason why. While at the beach he asked Tim so many questions about death. So, when I told Delton I was sick he became really worried and asked me if I was dying. I didn’t really know what to say. I just told him no, that people sometime get sick and then they feel better the next day. He still wasn’t convinced.