The Plague Continues

I wouldn't wish this on anyone! Why do we say things like that anyway?

"I wouldn't wish this on anyone?"

I mean, seriously, does that mean we even thought about it? That's about where my brain is. the Smart One says I have fuzzy brain. I just know I'm tired of being sick, or taking care of the sick, or even thinking sick. Except really, I can't think anymore, because I have fuzzy brain and it really HURTS to think, or cough, or sneeze. I have to hold my head just to sneeze or cough so that my brain does not explode of our my ears!

This plague has been in my house for almost two weeks now! Just when I think one is getting better, another gets it. I tried really hard to ignore it today. I got up. I took a shower. (The Drama Queen said I smelled when she went in for a cuddle. How rude!) I put on jeans and a t-shirt; a big one. I made quesadillas for the Smart One. I washed sheets and pillow cases. I took a nap in the recliner…something I never do!

I played a game of checkers with the Smart One while I lay on the recliner. He brought the blanket box over to the recliner so I could lay back and still play a game. Yeah, he beat me. Twice.

I helped B-Boo study for a test.

I'm back in a bed with clean sheets, blankets, and pillow cases.

I have no idea what I set out to write about this time. I hope it made sense. I have fuzzy brain.