My sister is sick, really, really sick. Some sort of stomach bug has taken over her body and is wreaking havoc on her gastrointestinal system. She is currently restricted to the BRAT diet and is kinda down for the count.
And we hung out with her last night ... a lot.
So now, every last burp, abdominal pain, and awkward feeling (even if it's just the baby kicking) is being over-analyzed by my idiotic brain. I don't want to get sick, and I most definitely don't want Baylor to get sick.
But right now it feels like we're just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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