We actually attended a doctor's appointment where we were not admitted to the hospital. I am very excited about this development. We have to go back again in a week, but for now, we'll take the reprieve.
Michael is seeming a little relieved, if not downright healthy. He's still sick, sore, and skinny, but we'll take whatever we can get.
There's no real improvement to point at, but the fact that we're being left alone is progress.
Geez, I hope this doesn't mean I'm going to start putting on weight. Do you see how it's really all about me? This whole crisis thing has been fabulous for my waist.
Mother keeps bring carbohydrates into this house, and everyone else is bringing fattening food, too. You should see the pile of sweetbreads that Mother left on my table yesterday. Just breathing the fumes from the wonderful aroma is enough to make me store fat. I begin to wonder if she's trying to sneakily fatten me up!
Are you all on the countdown to my wedding? Because I am really looking forward to that. 2 months, baby. We could stand a happy event around here, is what I'm thinking. I'm so ready for something new. Something happy. Something that involves neither celibacy, nor sickness.
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