A Bit Better
I felt better this morning in most ways, both less ill and less sad than I did last night. I chatted in more detail with Leftwing Idiot about planning for when I’m ill in the future, had a bath and watched some TV. I felt rested and more upbeat as a result.
This evening I spoke to Laura on the phone about how I’d been feeling. I described the frustration I’d felt when I’d not been able to contribute to making dinner.
She said she understood why I’d felt frustrated and worried. But she also told me emphatically that the ability to pass a plate or open a can of beans aren’t important qualities in friendship. They certainly aren’t the reason why she and I are friends.