First time for everything

Jen and I have been married nearly eight years. We've been together almost 10 years total.

For the first time that either of us can remember, she is sick. Might be a light touch of the flu. Might be a bad cold. But she's feverish, getting chills, has a cough and feels congested.

I'm not sure what to do, other than offer to run to Walgreen's to get whatever she wants. It's going to be rough though, because it's state basketball tournament week and I'll be at the office most nights. Plus I'm getting more dental work done Wednesday morning as Dr. Saviers begins fitting me with bridgework to replace my now-removed freaky teeth.

Anyway, if any of y'all try calling and she doesn't answer the phone it's because she's buried underneath flannel sheets, a comforter, a fleece blanket and a 40-year-old quilt that weighs about 10 pounds.