Monday, November 24, 2008
Raise the Yellow Flag
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.