Coming Together

Day 329:

Was a rough day for me, Son.  I woke up a little bit sick, again, and found myself back in the doctor's office, again...  More drugs to dry me out and I've already started to feel a bit better, though it appears it'll be another 10 days.  Mommy too.  In fact, she was at the doctor's office yesterday!  It goes around and then it goes away, though none of that matters so long as you're healthy, Son.

While I started to feel a bit better later in the day and after taking a pill the size of a hubcap, I was left without the option to even be sick because we had friends to meet out tonight, Conor.  And while it was most certainly a good time, this outing wasn't necessarily a social visit.  No sir, tonight would be about raising money and awareness around premature births, and so your Mommy and Miss Amanda would help host the event at a PotBellies Sandwich shop in Reston.  And what a great turnout!  We had in all maybe 30 friends, including those we haven't seen a long time...  Not bad for a weekday social call!

Now though, this medicine has taken it right out of me, Boy'O, and I need to get to sleep... A place you and Mommy have been for hours now already!

Good night, Boy'O.  I love you.
-Dad