Today there is a little person attached at my left hip. Past his feverish brow, there was a small oily spot and some ruffled scraggly hair at this crown. Though the spot was washed away in a soothing warm bath, and his hair was smoothed flat, his forehead still burns in time with his nasty chest-wheezy cough.
Today there is a little person attached at my left hip. He sleepily obliged to let me write a blog post upon meeting the conditions of a back scratch, a few low sweet songs, a nap at my side, and some sessions of me literally nursing him back to health.
Tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day and the next, I would be happy to have this same sweet little person attached at my left hip! Though I desperately hope the sickness that's keeping him there permanently for the time being - is as fleeting as a fleeting thing could ever be!
Get better soon little Linc!