My house is under quarantine unless you have the strange desire to become ill. I have had a cold that has lingered with me for four weeks and continually morphed its symptoms just about every 7 days. Thankfully I am finally on the mend and nearly 100% again. Unfortunately I passed it on to other members of my family. . .
AH (and several of his hiking buddies) appears to have contracted giardia from his hiking adventure last month, and if that wasn't fun enough he recently caught my cold and has a full blown sinus infection. Every time I walk into our bedroom I feel like I can cut through the germs with a knife. Seriously gross! (I'll be nuking the room once AH is all better)
Mr. B has been sniffling up a storm the past 5 days and has permanently moved the bathroom waste basket to his bedside along with his own personal box of tissues. One night this week he was up four times between 10pm and 11pm because of his cold and was so miserable that he asked for some medicine (you have no idea how much he hates to take cold medicine!) to which I accidentally gave him the "day time" version. We were both then up the rest of the night. I kept him home from school the next day so as not to subject his teacher to the delights of a tired Mr. B and we both took a long afternoon nap!
Beeb has remained unscathed throughout it all. She flutters around and occasionally complains of boredom due to our confining ourselves to the house but, overall, she's been a good sport and I am praying that is skips her all together.
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