Lucky

I hate being sick. Especially when I don't have my mommy. But thankfully, I have Karen!

Yes, I'm sick. It stinks. I hate it. And its bad because I'm not cooped up in a whole house, just a tiny dorm room. But like I said, Kare Bear comes to the rescue every time! The first night I was sick, Karen and I procrastinated and talked and talked and laughed and had a great time. She gave me advice on my crafting (for my Little! Post soon to follow about that), she was encouraging, she didn't play into the whole "oh, poor sick baby" (I always hate that, unless its my Mama), she didn't try to stay far away form me so she wouldn't catch my germs (although I wouldn't have blamed her for that). Instead, Karen acted like normal, and we had such a good night! I'm really thankful for it!

Last night, my fever went up again, so I got some advice from the infirmary. They told me to drink Gatorade, so I texted Karen asking her to bring me some. She brought me my favorite color - blue - and we continued to have a great night. We procrastinated again, Karen advised my crafting, and then we listened to old music. It was hilarious. We sang that song, "Fall For You," by Secondhand Serenade (lamest song ever - it was hilarious), and "Over My Head," by The Fray, and some Billy Joel, and "Brick House" and a few others like that. It was so fun and funny. It was a great night!

So even though I can't have my mama while I'm sick, Karen does a pretty good job of taking care of me. Thanks, Kare. You are seriously the best roommate ever.