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[flea]

Casper has a fever. Again. Another very very disturbed night. Fever was lower in the morning. I suppose this is the reality of sharing child care with a family whose kids have been in group day care and know all the good germs by name. Today is her "at home with mummy and daddy" day anyway, so hope she will get better fast.

Tired. Very tired. Need many martinis. Life too complex.

(I lay awake last night thinking of how nice it was when I was, in the depth of a depressive episode, put on a drug that entirely quieted my internal monologue. Lately all I do is rehash conversations, think over decisions, plan practical things, etc. It is too loud in my head.)

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{{Casper}} The Blue-Eyed Boy's first winter in daycare was like the Hot Zone - all kinds of bugs brought home to be shared amongst us. The good (?) news is that it does get better fairly quickly as the antibodies build up.

It is too loud in my head

Bah, that awful feeling. It seems as if lately I'm always exhausted, but never sleepy.

< raises martini glass to flea >