As the World Turns

Well, this weekend would have been completely lovely, but the crud has finally arrived in the AoM household. Poor Pickle, my eldest (who has an immunodeficiency because of his birth defect, CAH) now has caught it. First symptoms were Saturday when we had a day trip to the Chickasaw National Recreation Area. He started with a sore, scratchy throat, headache and coughing. By Saturday night, he was achy. Sunday morning brought the fever. And, yep, bright and early this morning brought the squirts from both ends. Poor fella. I keep holding my breath that it will pass by the little kids and us adults, too, for that matter. But, we were in a confined car with the kiddo for about four hours on Saturday, so I'm not holding my breath. Just going to work hard for the next few days in case I'm down with it. I promise to blog more about the park visit, because it was a lot of fun and a national treasure, for sure.

I had a big writing project last week and substituted two days, so I apologize for the lack of blogging. I have a feeling this week may be equally bad - especially with the crud lingering. Cross your fingers, say a prayer and/or do a dance for me, please.