Pretty much recovered

I didn't sleep well last night and then I got up at, I think 9, and ate, then went back to bed and slept til I think 12. But I seem to be recovered from the Norovirus. Of course I'm still recovering from the port removal surgery. But that feels better too.

I got texts from the Kid, which was nice. They are leaving today for their trip to the Dominican Republic today. Then I called the hospital about Oldest Brother, and got mostly encouraging news. They are trying to wean him off the ventilator and think they can tomorrow. So we'll see.

I decided not to go to my meeting tonight, for fear of giving them all Noro. So I mostly puttered around online, and read. Last night I finished the Janet Evanovich, yes, in one day, I read fast, and she's an easy read. I started the newest Robert Crais Elvis Cole novel.

At just before I Skyped the FWiB, mashfanficchick called and we compared sickness notes. Ze is much better now too.

I Skyped the FWiB but he couldn't talk too long, he injured his foot back on Tuesday I think it was, and it's gotten much more painful. He's going to have it looked at tomorrow, I suspect it's broken.

I had dinner, and then went and read more Elvis Cole.

I'm not going to my meeting tomorrow either, aside from fear of infecting everyone, it's also the Flushing Lunar New Year Parade, which will totally mess up bus routes in Flushing for the morning. Not worth it.

So tomorrow I'll go to the Starsky and Hutch chat from the beginning, no episode watch tomorrow, it's about AI and fanfic. I have to check what time it starts.

Oh, I put in a Shipt order today too, and paid my rent.

Gratitude List:

1. The FWiB.

2. The Noro is done.

3. The incision is less painful.

4. Good books.

5. My Nook.

6. Oldest Brother doing OK.