Finding joy in the thick of it

Wow. The last two days have been quite an experience. C-man brought 2008 down, and apparently I'm the first to "ring it in". It's hard to find joy in pain, retching, and hurting so bad you can't be touched even by a blanket. But there it was. While "sick", I hear C-man proclaim to Beerman, "I'm going to go give her apple juice. Because then you get apple juice puke!" Ahhh, my little helper. I feel like a train ran me over, but I think I'm through the thick of it. Now it's Beerman's turn. Good weekend times.