Cut Us Some Slack...
I have been sick for three weeks now. And for most of that time, I have not had a voice that was even remotely normal. I went to the doctor on Wednesday and got antibiotics. She gave them to me because I've had it for so long, even though it's viral. If the meds don't work, I'll need to see an ENT doc to see what's going on with my vocal cords. Ugh. Just what I need, a camera down my throat.
Leia has a horrific cough. Liv has the same thing I do, minus the losing of her voice. And Jack was in bed when I got home from work yesterday. He's sick now, too. WTF?!
Liesl, the child with the cast iron immune system, is unaffected by it all. And Hubby is fine, too. The rest of us are pretty miserable.
I really need spring to show up sometime soon. I need to open the windows in this house and air out the germs.
Of course, with this next major snowstorm, I doubt spring is in the near future.
Someone, please whisk me off to a tropical location where I can bask in the sunshine and drink fruity cocktails all day long. I seriously need a vacation and spring break is still six weeks away. Ugh.