My husbands been sick, three weeks now. Poor Baby. Watching him "be sick" (which is unusual for him) has made me realize how STRONG I (We) really are.

He can't breath, he's congested. Just got over a bad kidney infection - it's been THREE WHOLE WEEKS - "when in the world will he feel better" No, I'm not congested, but I have an elephant who sits on my chest almost everyday, every nerve in my body is at attention, my right eye twitches constantly, I can't form a verbal sentence half the time, my muscles are in a contant state of knot - and I still get up and work a 12 hour day.

"I'm so weak, all I want to do is sleep " Heck, I take pills to knock myself out at night, then drag myself thru the day half drugged, ok, sometimes really drugged.

"It's been THREE whole weeks" Yhea, tell me about it - it's been over 10 years.

We may cry a little (maybe a lot)

We may blow up at times (There really isn't a smiley with the head exploding - someone needs to get this one developed)

But we survive! and function the best we can living day to day.

after day after week after month after year after decade. WE ARE STRONG!