Henry made it to sleep tonight without choking on his own mucus. I'm sure that's success by any estimation, but I still feel really low.
I tried to work through the trough by actually working. I edged the flower beds and power washed the deck. I procured a dessert for the dinner that Henry and I had to miss. While Lucy and Cary were at our friend's house for dinner Henry ate Lipton chicken noodle soup and I had a Lean Cuisine.
Hope things look up next week.