I'm feeling much better today, although there is still the remnants of illness sticking around. My fever is gone and I'm able to drink much more today. I feel like a complete moron though because tonight is supposed to be my first FRG meeting. I called the Squadron Commander's wife to fill in for me. I don't want to take the chance at getting anyone else sick, and I think Ryan and I still need a bit more rest. I just feel like it looks irresponsible of me not to go. I was going to have the opportunity to meet some great wives, and now it looks like I don't care. I know they'll understand, but I just wish the timing had worked out better.
I will say that yesterday was by far the most challenging day of the deployment so far. I shed lots of tears (which I know I shouldn't have wasted the water crying, but I couldn't help it). I am so lucky with a great bunch of dogs and such a wonderful little boy. Thank you to the friends who called to check on me. Pat also helped to console me. I miss him so much. Even though he couldn't be here, hearing his voice made me feel better. I cannot wait until he is home. My poor family back home must get sick of my phone calls, but without them I couldn't survive. I have so much support and am so grateful for all of it.