sobbing

I'm sitting here writing a cadenza for a bass concerto that a friend of mine is playing. (Ah, the lost art of improvisation!) My own background music is Catherine's sobbing. She's sick, with nausea, aches, throat stuff, all the usual.

And it's sobbing. Not just crying or weeping, but full-scale fairy tale boo-hooing. It pierces my heart every time I hear it, and I've heard too much of it. So I'm having flashbacks to last summer. Health is so important, so taken for granted, so elusive!