The Bugs are Back (Suzanne Forster)

Let me apologize in advance because today's blog is going to be reduced to a few paragraphs of whining. At least it will be brief. I'm coming down with something. I just hope it isn't the full-fledged crud again. I went to sleep with a half-finished blog and woke up with a sore throat, a fever, the shakes and no voice.

If it is the crud, I got it the same way as last time. The dh works part-time for the Boys and Girls Club and those adorable kids who call him the Computer Guy are coming down with the crud right and left this year. So, last week the dh began to sniffle again and spent a couple nights coughing. Optimistically I asked him if it was his allergies. He said no, he had a cold. Again, optimistically, I told myself I wouldn't catch it. WRONG.

Now, as before, he's fine, and I have some really icky symptoms. How to solve this? Well, first I have to get better and then I have to figure out how to quarantine him every time he comes home with the sniffles. Allergies be darned. I'm going to assume the worst from now on!

Okay, enough moaning and groaning--and back to sucking on throat lozenges, popping vitamin C, gargling hot salty water, and drinking hot tea by the gallon. Any other tips for battling the bugs would be much appreciated. <>

Suz