I can’t write anything. I’m broken. I jot down a few sentences and give up. It feels like I’m starting over again. In some ways I am, I guess.

Doolies is almost over her jetlag. She came back with a small cold, and I have been drugging her. The first night she ate 30ml of Nyquil, and slept through the night. The next evening she convinced me that the dosage should be 15ml. The back of the bottle did give percentages based on a 15ml dosage, and with her being a doctor and everything, I believed her. She coughed through the night. I know because I was awake for most of it. The next morning, I quizzed her on the dosage. At first I thought she only pretended to eat the medicine the previous evening. I used my keen interrogation skills to determine that she had lied about the dosage. The 30ml I drugged her with the first night was the correct dosage.

Tonight I will drug her with the full dosage. Not only is Nyquil a good way to get over a cold, it’s also a good way to get over jetlag. Nyquil truly is a wonder drug. I bet Nyquil can even get me writing again.