Well, it's technically green. And really it's just the mucus, not the lung. But hey, who can resist a Jethro Tull reference?
I think I have bronchitis. It is kicking my butt right at this moment. Pete has been sleeping horribly (I speculate that he can't move his splinted leg normally in his sleep, and it keeps waking him up just enough to fuss) and I have been going into his room to settle him. I fall asleep there in his bed, and the result is an aching back. My feet are aching too, weirdly.
I wish I could go to sleep for a few hours, but it's late enough in the day that a nap would be unwise. Plus I'm taking Pete to the doctor to see if he's good to go without the splint. I haven't seen this doctor since April, when he was pretty unpleasant to (newly pregnant shingles-suffering) me. Here's hoping for a better visit today.
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