I want to start by saying that after an angst riddled weekend, I find myself feeling increasingly angry and frustrated that my anxiety was needlessly triggered.
Robby had initially planned to return to the dorm yesterday in anticipation of his first final exam on Wednesday. By the time I came home from work his fever was matching Timmy's, and both were little mucus factories. Sigh. The Chenoweth Brothers are fighting the first cold of the season, and they are miserable.
I made their favorite 'soft' dinner and tucked them both into bed for the night. I'm hoping that they will wake up feeling better, or at least not feeling worse. Robby has three finals tomorrow and simultaneously fighting a cold is not advantageous. Of course there is nothing I can do about it except medicate them, hydrate them and worry over them. Good thing I can multitask!
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