day in a daze
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2012.09.19
Being in the emergency ward until 02:30 with a small child that's just had a brush with death leaves you a mess the next day.
I spent the day doing errands (like buying a new humidifier for the kids' bedroom), helping Mari with the kids, and trying to catch up on some work from home.
Awful, awful night.