(I know it is morning... but the graphic fit my situation with hubby.)
Hubby has been afflicted with the plague! Yee haa!
Normally, I wouldn't be so happy about it, but he came home on Sunday in a cranky butt mood that he decided to take out directly on me. And, I was quite sick!!!
Then, yesterday am, he woke me up and said he was sorry for being a butt, but then continued to be a big 'butt' for the rest of the day. Not fun. And, not nice.
For me or him.
The plague, distributed with a smile by Typhoid Pumpkin, has only spared my Dad! Dad is very happy with this, as he is usually one of the first kicked to the sidelines in full sickness.
I am doing better. I still have the cough, and the mucous thing, but not so much in my head anymore. I am faithfully taking medicine (Mucinex DM, I highly recommend it), and a prescription cough syrup at night so I can sleep.
It knocks me out. I highly recommend that, too. Opiates are good. I have slept about 40 hours of the last 48 hours, at least.
Today, I decided to try to rejoin the world.
Hubby better watch his nasty sick butt or I may just kick it good. ;-D
That said, the trolls, I mean kids, are all better, except for Fuzzy. He, like me, gets the 'hanging on' style of cough. His asthma isn't aggravated too much though, keeping our fingers crossed there.
Pumpkin is going to subject her father to a game of Boggle right now. I know that he likes this about as much as having his toenails yanked out, so I am going to enjoy it with glee! Bwaa ha ha ha!!!
That's what he gets for coming home early to rest and being obnoxious to me for the last two days! tee hee
Sweet revenge!!! And, he has to smile through it... it is his sweet daughter, after all!