The Mama agreed to stay home, but she has been near delirious...or so it seems to me, and I think I would know since everyone tells me I am all the time anyhow.
She is burning up, and every part of her is covered in sweat.
What I don't understand is how she says she is cold, then hot, then cold, then hot. Make up your mind, the Mama!
I don't lay on top of her. I just lay beside her. Zeus already made the mistake of throwing his fat belly on top of the Mama's belly which made her groan and cry. The Mama seemed more sensitive than normal at that moment, and Zeus just was too slow to catch on to the fact that he was hurting the Mama. I climbed on top of the loveseat and hit him on his tail.
Sometimes, a little swat is all it takes.
Hopefully, the Mama's fever will break sometime today.
Until then, I am sure I will get to watch all of Season 2 of Lost, The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, and perhaps even Kill Bill, volumes 1 and 2.
Sick days are movie days which are the best!