Well, the Fates have a peculiar sense of humor, and have played a cruel joke on our family.
Dymphna and I have come down with the flu. It may or may not be swine flu, and it may even be a cold. But both of us have a fever and a cough and feel terrible.
The future Baron is getting better, but I am the least sick of the three of us, so I get to play “last man standing” and do all the things that have to be done, waiting on the other two and taking care of such chores as I can manage. I’ve dosed myself up with painkillers, but even so I spent most of the day in bed.
So, needless to say, there will be a bit of a hiatus here while we recuperate.
I won’t be completely out of commission — I can function a little bit — but a lot of my time will be taken up with caring for two invalids, and possibly going to the emergency room if Dymphna gets a lot worse.
I’ll try to keep up with the news feed every day, and check in from time to time with a medical status report.
Y’all play nice in the comments.
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