I’m not well yet. I’m still contagious, but today is a good day. I have no fever. I can actually cook my own food and go around the house and amuse myself making funny faces. The last three days were HELL! How could kids stand this disease?

I actually thought I was already immune to chicken pox or maybe already had it as a kid and my mom just couldn’t remember it because when I was a kid, my mom got the chicken pox and I usually slept beside her in bed. All my brothers got it from my mom but I didn’t get it. I also didn’t get it (Thank God!) when a few weeks before my wedding, my mom’s friend who was a principal sponsor, and her kids also got the chicken pox all at the same time. I wonder where, I got this from.

I have a new found respect for bacon underwear and I have forgotten what my face looked like before I got chicken pox. Most of the pocks are in my face. At first I was so worried but I’ve come to accept things I cannot control. I’m home alone while Jorey goes to work while checking up on me regularly. I kinda feel like one of Hagrid’s earthworm-soup-eating-monster pets and Jorey is Hagrid.