Failing

I am no longer surviving. The cough has gotten worse and the amount and type of bodily fluids being ejected from my body are too disgusting for me to even joke about. I'm going to to see my doctor tomorrow. I have two fears about this. One, that it's viral and there's nothing they can do about it and I'll just have to wait it out. I really am feeling at the end of my rope and even threw a little temper trantrum to Geary today that I "cannot do this anymore!". My second fear is that I have bronchitus. And I'm really only scared of this one because if it is bronchitus, then have I waited too long to get on antibiotics to ensure a speedy recovery?

Today Geary let me drown in Nyquil and sleep all afternoon. But I know he is dead dog tired, too and needs a break. We have no food in the house, it's still pretty messy, the kids are restlesss, and morale is low. Please pray for us. We can't hang on much longer.