Well, another one bites the dust.
Fiver woke up last night with fever, chills, and a cough that surpasses coughing and is well nigh onto barking. His temp comes down to 100-101 with ibuprofen, and when he is not napping, he is stumbling around the house, wearing the Glassy Stare of Contagion. This kid hasn't napped since 2005, that's how I know he's sick.
He is under strict orders to breathe on no one and touch nothing. We'll see how that goes.
I, on the other hand, was feeling much better this morning, so thank you for the well wishes. I still have the congestion, but the aches and fever are gone. I got that sudden burst of post-illness energy and used it to scrub the kitchen, so at least that's clean.
I think I have enough of my energy burst left to clean out my kitchen drawers.
What? We all know how integral those drawers are to a successful Thanksgiving Dinner.
Right?
Poor, sad little sick boy
poor ol' Fiver! Hope he bounces back soon and lays off the other kids!
ReplyDeleteWhat a heartbreaking shot! Here's wishing him productively healing naps, and a continued upswing in health for you all!
ReplyDeleteOh, we've so been there. That poor little guy...hopefully everyone is better by Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeleteThat looks sick, Aimee. Hope it passes quickly.
ReplyDeleteYou know there's trouble when there's napping going on!
ReplyDeleteI hope he recovers quickly!
Napping is always a bad sign. Hope he's feeling better soon and didn't SHARE!
ReplyDeleteOh, no! Poor guy. It seems the whole family is being struck down in their prime. Let's hope it stops here.
ReplyDeletePoor baby, I hope he feels better very soon. And I'm glad to hear that you're feeling better.
ReplyDeleteAwww! That's heartbreaking! I hope the plague leaves your home soon and everyone feels better!
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