Ch 18

Days drift by and I'm worse

I had prepared for this minus the baby of course and Jack

Well and morning sickness and heavy feet and drowsiness

Oh there's a lot but a lady shouldn't rant on and on ....I've probably done that already which explains the daggers Jack was shooting my way

I was somewhere near being bedridden but no twenty five year old would do that even if their head feels like its splitting into two

Or maybe its just me

My days have become lively like when I was a teen and mischievous too

I pull all kinds of pranks on Jack and then complain my pains and worry to him

Moving takes strength and my strength is draining but I now smile a lot in my dreams

On Dr Mathews orders ,I'm taking really good care if myself

Though I think its too late for me because those temporal memory loss thing isn't really temporary anymore but I'm ok

Jack doesn't want to stress or make me upset so he's being treating me nicely and lovingly