Okay, I had a GREAT weekend for the most part, but I will post about that later as I am on my deathbed. Just kidding, I've definitely been way worse, but just as definitely, I'm miserable. Although not as bad as John. I woke up this morning to the dulcet tones of John puking up even the memory of food. He also has a wicked cough and a fever. Poor guy. He's basically slept all day, as have the kids and I. I have a horrid cough too, and sound like a thirteen year old boy--deep but my voice cracks on every other word. Erik has a less delicate, we-do-not-discuss-it-at-the-table kind of thing, and Jonni seems to be holding her own, actually. She'll be going to school tomorrow unless something changes. I got a call from our contractor for our superfluous house, and he got all the work done this last weekend. If we pass inspection tomorrow, then we will close on Friday. With all of us sick, this is going to be a very interesting week. Oi.
The Almighty (but somewhat less-than today) Liz
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I hate being sick! I especially hate it when the whole family gets together on it.
"This is the winter of our discontent" is my new motto. I'm pretty sure this is my sickest winter since I had pneumonia 10+ years ago.
I've had a cough and fever with the accompaning chills and body aches. I went to the doctor today and have bronchitis. Pooh. Jason (my husband) had strep throat 2 weeks ago with a fever of 104. Hopefully February will prove better for us.
For all of you too.
john's over his today. but i feel worse. although, still not really horrible, no fevers ect ect yet, just a really terrific cough and i can't talk. i only croak, lol!! and if i could get away with it, i would sleep aaaaaaaall day. ;)
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