Yeap. And my eyes looks like I feel. They seem to have a will of their own; just rollin' around my skull...you know the feeling?
I am eating. Food in, chew. Period.
Uncle called me as I had taken his car out today.
He tries NOT to sound worried but he tells me from his office, he can see the centre road of the city & there are 5000 people milling around. When he estimates 5000, from my experience I know it is double that number. And if he's sounding worried, I am triply worried. He is not one to alarm the little woman.
I sent the driver immediately back to him instead of taking food to the hospital. Now I have a large pot of stew & rice sitting on my stove destined for the hospital but not reaching them. Maybe tomorrow will be better?