four popsicles, two bowls of soup, ibuprofen to infinity, a bowl of ice cream, a gallon of water, frozen ice packs, half a pack of cough drops, a fort of blankets & re-runs of criminal intent. When it comes to being sick I truly am, undoubtedly the biggest baby. I want nothing more than to be wrapped up in a blanket, in a peaceful sleep. The first night I was sick though I was home alone. My throat was throbbing, my body ached all over and I felt as though I was burning up. I promise in advance this is no complaining session. Tears were coming from my eyes and as I closed them all I saw was this image of this little girl who was hungry. Her face was full of dirt, smeared snot and tears. She ran down an alley barefoot and curled up against a stranger who unkindly woke up and shooed her away. What I would do I thought to be able to hug this little girl. Though she was only in a vision, I know she is ...