Having an ailment sucks. It stops you in your tracks. I am a relatively healthy person, and as such it takes something like lack of sleep and strep to take me down. When I get taken down however I am a big baby also. Something about wanting to be taken care of emerges. This isn’t my norm, I like to take care of others, so that can be a struggle also albeit a good one I suppose. I am lucky to have a very nice woman in my life. She brought me soup, mashed potatoes and rice pudding today. While I could not taste any of it, I ate it all because it made her happy and made me feel good knowing she cared enough to get me the goodies in the first place. Talk about your chicken soup for your soul. Thanks Terri.