This blog is coming to you from my couch. After weeks of hearing other people's stories of coughs, colds and flu - as we skated along - it finally found us.
After the birthday weekend, Syd was the first to fall. Dr. tested her today for strep and flu - and poor baby had both. I remained strong until about 2 o'clock. I've spent the last few hours fighting aches, chills and a very painful cough. I'm hopeful my mini-naps, tea, Advil and cough drops kick in.
And Cheekers, thus far, is fine - but keeps asking me for snacks and drinks. I reluctantly get off the couch to retrieve.
I have been much sicker than this before and managed many more demands from my children- because there was no choice but to do so. But on this day, as I lay here and ache and whine, I think why couldn't this have happened last week when my Mommy was here....to make my tea, get me soup and feed me my medicine.
Sigh. Gonna doze off again now...
Go away Mean Flu!