Comments on: Sick http://www.afterhisownheart.com/2008/05/16/sick/ Blogging Truths in a Deceptive World Thu, 28 Jan 2010 06:18:47 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Rebecca http://www.afterhisownheart.com/2008/05/16/sick/comment-page-1/#comment-177 Rebecca Fri, 16 May 2008 03:54:54 +0000 http://www.afterhisownheart.com/?p=169#comment-177 ((HUGS)) I pray you feel better soon! What a blessing you have in Warren - he really takes care of you! ((HUGS)) <em>Rebecca's last blog post..<a href='http://awalkthroughthevalley.com/?p=66' rel="nofollow">The Grass Isn't Always Greener</a></em> ((HUGS))

I pray you feel better soon! What a blessing you have in Warren – he really takes care of you!

((HUGS))

Rebecca’s last blog post..The Grass Isn’t Always Greener

]]> By: Sick : PinoyBlogoSphere.com (PBS) http://www.afterhisownheart.com/2008/05/16/sick/comment-page-1/#comment-176 Sick : PinoyBlogoSphere.com (PBS) Fri, 16 May 2008 01:11:07 +0000 http://www.afterhisownheart.com/?p=169#comment-176 [...] I was strictly confined in the bedroom all afternoon yesterday and if I did not practically beg, I would still be confined the rest of the day today. I wasn’t allowed anywhere near my laptop nor even think about work. Warren made sure I get all the rest my overfatigued body needs. Yesterday, he sent me into our aromatherapy-filled bedroom, the pillows were propped up, curtains pulled, he had a bottle of drinking water by the bed along with a cup of calamansi juice. I slept the afternoon off and when I woke up at 6:40 in the evening, he already had the fish taken out of the freezer, ready to be popped into the microwave for dinner. I was dizzy when I got up, but nothing surprised me more than when I had to run to the bathroom to throw everything I ate up. It’s been so long since I got this much sick that I almost have already forgotten what it feels like. Well, I still don’t like it, that’s for sure. (Continue reading here…) [...] [...] I was strictly confined in the bedroom all afternoon yesterday and if I did not practically beg, I would still be confined the rest of the day today. I wasn’t allowed anywhere near my laptop nor even think about work. Warren made sure I get all the rest my overfatigued body needs. Yesterday, he sent me into our aromatherapy-filled bedroom, the pillows were propped up, curtains pulled, he had a bottle of drinking water by the bed along with a cup of calamansi juice. I slept the afternoon off and when I woke up at 6:40 in the evening, he already had the fish taken out of the freezer, ready to be popped into the microwave for dinner. I was dizzy when I got up, but nothing surprised me more than when I had to run to the bathroom to throw everything I ate up. It’s been so long since I got this much sick that I almost have already forgotten what it feels like. Well, I still don’t like it, that’s for sure. (Continue reading here…) [...]

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