We are slowly returning to the land of the living. I still feel a little like the possum who was surprised on the road by a logging truck, but thankfully C & I are both back to bouncing around, with a spring in their steps and fever-free colour in their cheeks. Yay! Now if I could just get my body to have half the energy my inspiration overloaded mind requires (why do you also think of eleventy billion fabulous things to make when you're so sick you need to have a rest just walking to the kitchen, never mind the energy to work magic with a needle and thread!), we'd be golden!
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