Thank you all for your well wishes and prayers. No, this is not a representation of me last week. Well, it wasn't supposed to be. Now that I look at it again...... bloodshot eyes, mouth-breathing, grouchy. Maybe it is. Gonna have to ask Mike about that one.
Really, I think I'm on the upswing. I'm still paranoid that Ellerie is not responding to the antibiotic for her ear infections and I'm currently unable to turn my head directly to the left due to some serious pain in my neck, but I'm pretty sure those things are unrelated. Yeah, I read it again. They can't be related, right? More likely it's from sleeping funny in order to gain clear passage to at least one nostril. You know, for breathing. I like to breathe. It's how I roll.
The monster (that I am now hoping is not me) was born Saturday in an "I want to draw with Daddy" session. There's a reason for it: Daddy can draw.
And now he's hung, with appropriate warning, where he belongs:
The boys' door.