Trying to write with a sick kid

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I've managed to get the ending part of a chapter I was working on. Somewhat started writing the next chapter while trying to piece together things in my head. I'm also bouncing from my bedroom as my 8-year-old yells at me for things he needs. Like food and juice. Being sick means his little legs don't work and therefore he needs mommy. He seems fine now he wasn't so much that fine last night late last night. I think tomorrow he'll go to school even thought that means on Wednesday there is no school.